the silence of birds
Oct. 18th, 2001 10:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aslantlast night i watched over a rabbit, petting silken ears. it clutched itself to me. in a small room where i was a soldier entered. the invasion is here, he said to me. i in a panic to guard us safe: will they come through here? i'm motioning to the second door, which opens onto a bridge, a street, a canal.
this is war, he said blankly. we cannot predict anything anymore.
i slept in today. i slept in a lot.
dana farber interview next tuesday: admitting secretary for the bone marrow transplant clinic. i am enthusiastic yet uncertain if this is a good idea.
j goes to chicago this weekend to see j[v.2]. she is, yes, insane.
tomorrow i go to ny! i will cross my fingers to ward off the anthrax.
this is war, he said blankly. we cannot predict anything anymore.
i slept in today. i slept in a lot.
dana farber interview next tuesday: admitting secretary for the bone marrow transplant clinic. i am enthusiastic yet uncertain if this is a good idea.
j goes to chicago this weekend to see j[v.2]. she is, yes, insane.
tomorrow i go to ny! i will cross my fingers to ward off the anthrax.
