Wednesday, April 22, 2009


Listening to a single bird somewhere up the street (out in the street itself, surprisingly; not in the back garden where the trees are) and the occasional cars. I woke from a bad dream: riding the subway through a maze of half-underground sidings, a cross between the railway cuttings near Liverpool Street and the cut-and-cover "tunnels" of the Toronto TTC, then the scene changed to a new subdivision being built at the edge of town, walking with L through scraps of wheatfields between the half-built houses, being menaced by a pair of hyenas/wild dogs/lynxes and my utter inability to fend them off or defend us. Meh.

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Blogger Dale said...


April 22, 2009 at 5:49:00 a.m. GMT+2  
Blogger Zhoen said...

Dogging your dreams...

Take care of yourself.

April 23, 2009 at 1:11:00 a.m. GMT+2  
Blogger JoeinVegas said...

But, you seem as if you could protect us from anything . . .

April 27, 2009 at 10:51:00 p.m. GMT+2  

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