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2021-05-29 - 11:35 a.m.
tempus fugit.
last week, i sorted and packed the children's outgrown clothes. today, i sent the last of them off in the mail. i had imagined this would open up space to breathe. instead, it feels like a crushing loss. so many things in my life didn't go the way i wanted. it's easy to look in the rear view mirror and see where things went wrong. all the rugs that were pulled out. i'm tired of being resilient. and somehow in the meantime, my baby grew pixie legs and strides boldly into the world, seizing knowledge.
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reading: the simple past, by driss chraïbi. "if i got you what you were asking for, where would the creation be?"
listening to: i get up very early in the morning to hear the birds and the whistle of the last overnight freight train as it passes through the station and does not stop. later, it is all lawn mowers and string trimmers and hedge clippers and leaf blowers.
working on: pushing back against the encroaching suburban hellscape.
in the garden: it's bearded iris season. they've all fallen over in the heavy overnight rain, which is a nice excuse to fill the house with flowers.
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