Quiet Saturday
It has been quiet all day, mostly. The neighbors are at peace, for once. Charlie is out helping a friend load a U-Haul truck, take it three blocks, and unload it. It turned into a writing day, when I woke this morning with some elements of a dream that stayed with me. It doesn't happen often, that such a waking happens, that leaves me something that I'm thinking, "There's a story here!" Still less often, that the fragments don't shrivel to nothing in the light of consciousness. This one--has... Sign in to see full entry.