Thursday, September 20, 2007

Day's last walk with Peretz, half moon behind the trees. Of two minds about most everything, each of those of two minds about something else. Sounds a bit exaggerated, that's true enough, it's also just how it is.

Low roar of freight train passing slowly into town; low, thin mist on the field. Squeaky wheels.

Ran out of biscuits, gave P some shredded wheat.

Going to shower, slip into pjs, find out if my mom's paper got off OK.

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