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13 August 1999
i woke up in the middle of the night. there wasn't any loud noise or anything as far as i could tell, but sam woke up at the same time and turned his light on for some reason.
slept kinda late, but my dreams are foggy. a lot of my dreams lately have been lacking in narrative structure, which makes remembering them harder.
got mail from bret saying "come visit now!" i had been thinking about driving up to greenfield this weekend. but with my mom on the trail i felt kinda responsible for watching the shop and the chickens and making sure that sam and the cat were fed. (as a side note, about the chickens, it's just another of my mom's hobbies.)
mom did come home this evening. she survived a week of hiking, but says it's the hardest thing she's ever done.
it started raining very hard just about the time i was headed for bed. the rain put me in a creative mood, so i stayed up and did an abstract drawing in felt-tip and ball-point pens. red and black and orange.
slept kinda late, but my dreams are foggy. a lot of my dreams lately have been lacking in narrative structure, which makes remembering them harder.
got mail from bret saying "come visit now!" i had been thinking about driving up to greenfield this weekend. but with my mom on the trail i felt kinda responsible for watching the shop and the chickens and making sure that sam and the cat were fed. (as a side note, about the chickens, it's just another of my mom's hobbies.)
mom did come home this evening. she survived a week of hiking, but says it's the hardest thing she's ever done.
it started raining very hard just about the time i was headed for bed. the rain put me in a creative mood, so i stayed up and did an abstract drawing in felt-tip and ball-point pens. red and black and orange.