Friday, April 8, 2011

matja


Dog smells of dirt and mud and melting water.

Sleeping beside me now, happy and exhausted. From time to time her body is shaking as she dreams.

I am close to fainting too.

Lissa is probably stumbling through the doors right now, starting on her weekend, nine hours behind us.

Lissa says:  Actually... I was packing my bags...

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