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repeating repeats

Been watching some old Rockford Files lately. Its pure pleasure. Sometimes I can flash on the little Lauri I used to be when I last watched these shows. That was before I knew how to worry so much.

Have moved my office at work to an office with windows. One window is at the perfect angle to look out of and space out at. It looks upon a middle school made of lovely brick and big windows and I see kids and parents and teachers walk around in the frame occasionally. Right now bright orange leaves are being blown past the window in a lazy yet determined way with the building as a background to this action. It borders on fascinating.

School Busses Only.

edit photo, medic dodo

i used to think i was so smart
now i'm successful when the laundry is done
surrounded by sleeping dogs
who must be uprooted for my comfort and sleep

i used to think i had the answer

the light comes in through the hall
banks against my bed, ruffles up a sheet
brushing yesterday's hair
listening to the town's work outside

I feel the september breeze
and it is familiar
I hear the geese fly by
and they are familiar
I would be going back to work today
if i had taken last week
off on vacation
or i would be still on holiday
if i had taken the month off
I smell the coffee rise from below
and it is welcomingly familiar

towns' trucks rumble by too speedily
on the road while kids trudge to school
there is so much to do
the list lengthens but i smile
and remember my favorite month
is about.

Hotter than a pepper sprout

Dogs are funny.

Today, I came home from work the dogs were very excited as usual. Peretz was a little more earnest than usual and calmed down considerably when I let them both out into the backyard. He stayed outside, looking expectantly at the driveway until David came home (30-35 minutes later). Right now Peretz is near me and the tv while Pickles is upstairs doubtless under the covers with David.

Pickles and I walked to Fosters and back. I brought a bag to put my groceries into. I noticed there was a new rule posted up on the registers, something about a charge being rendered if folks want their paperbags with a plastic bag. You can have a plastic bag or a paperbag but not the double bag deal unless you pay. I felt so righteous as I stuffed my good vibrations bag full of corn meal, garlic, parsley, etc and hooked it over my arms.

I came back and made corncake/strawberry muffins which I don't like at all. I also made garlic/parsley spaghetti which I loved very much. It cooked long enough to get a little sticky and crunchy.

remind me to tell you about my dream

that I had this morning.

looking down on creation

worn smooth like an old purse
and drunk up like the first cup of coffee
the alarm goes off unceasingly
but although the skin is rough
and the abrasions unbridled
the unguent is not called for
the balm is not took up
although well at hand