I crashed for over 9 hours.
The bright night sky
My door
We’re reading another Melville.
This one is perfect, too.
All the different workers.
And joe peculiar they are.
Butter Chicken
Generally my face these days.
Waiting for the storm.
I’m too old for the Army
-I’m told-
Which suits me fine.
But omg - these people!
They lie. And nurses die.
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