i feel as if i've been knocked over by something big. i slept fourteen hours last night, crawling not into my bed but onto the couch, not unpacking anything after my trip to montpelier, eventually making my way upstairs to bed some time after midnight. it's raining. it hasn't rained much all summer. the sound is refreshing. this morning i awoke feeling just as tired as last night, the rain giving me excuse not to go outside and work, so i settled into reading on the couch, falling asleep every few pages, awaking, making tea, now at the computer.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
rain
i feel as if i've been knocked over by something big. i slept fourteen hours last night, crawling not into my bed but onto the couch, not unpacking anything after my trip to montpelier, eventually making my way upstairs to bed some time after midnight. it's raining. it hasn't rained much all summer. the sound is refreshing. this morning i awoke feeling just as tired as last night, the rain giving me excuse not to go outside and work, so i settled into reading on the couch, falling asleep every few pages, awaking, making tea, now at the computer.
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