'the adventures of a thirty-ish university graduate' or, alternately and perhaps much more aptly: 'as mad as a barking fox'

Sunday, April 25, 2004

midnight is where the day begins

waking up this morning was inexplicably odd.

i mean, i was in my own room, with my own bed, surrounded by all my own things. even compy, the smut machine himself, was staring at me. but there was still something odd. maybe it was the stillness of everything, the lack of door openings and door closings. maybe it was that there was a huge space above me, instead of the bottom of kate's bed. maybe it was hearing my brother jamming good on his fender.

i never said odd was bad.


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