So I kick around the yard for a while, cold, thinking about getting rid of the tiny handful of leaves remaining on the ground and deciding against it as they are now sufficiently rare to be valuable for their decorative quality. Every once in a while the sun almost comes out, and every once in a while I get the feeling that my brain might work, but neither event is ever fully realized. Everything remains on the verge, except the night. The moonless night arrives decisively and fills most of the worlds cold and empty corners with darkness. I have the feeling that the too little sleep is about to step from a shadow, spin me around and smack me hard. Unless I stay indoors where I've got furniture (however unfortunately placed) on which to collapse I could soon be down on the cold, damp grass, trying to get back to that dream.
Hypothermic Nights
So I kick around the yard for a while, cold, thinking about getting rid of the tiny handful of leaves remaining on the ground and deciding against it as they are now sufficiently rare to be valuable for their decorative quality. Every once in a while the sun almost comes out, and every once in a while I get the feeling that my brain might work, but neither event is ever fully realized. Everything remains on the verge, except the night. The moonless night arrives decisively and fills most of the worlds cold and empty corners with darkness. I have the feeling that the too little sleep is about to step from a shadow, spin me around and smack me hard. Unless I stay indoors where I've got furniture (however unfortunately placed) on which to collapse I could soon be down on the cold, damp grass, trying to get back to that dream.
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Reset Sixteen, Day Forty-Six
The rain had not begun when I went to bed early Friday morning, but when I woke up that afternoon it was doming down quite nicely. It only continued…
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Reset Sixteen, Day Forty-Five
The jet stream is shifting, making a big bend southward down the west coast, so it is increasingly likely that late January and early February could…
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Reset Sixteen, Day Forty-Four
Wednesday was pretty much what I expected, being a bit cooler and occasionally cloudy, but dry. The weirdest thing was that there were seven fires…
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