Listening to Amy Goodman this morning with news from Gaza and another botched execution in Florida, wanted to pull over and lay my head on the steering wheel and cry.
Instead, I went to clinic, saw a bunch of ladies and babies and my dear fellow workers. Then I ran off to Alki beach and hitched a couple whose babe I caught about 4 years ago. Real informal with gerber daisies and the ferry in the background. They said their vows, his ring was too big and she had tears in her eyes.
Cashews for dinner. Gonna go in the back yard and wait for the dark. The faithful dark.
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