I am so tired!
But I can't sleep!
My eyes are drooping.
My head swirls.
My stomach is empty.
I am manic.
I'm going out to California next week for a month.
I'm bringing my birkenstocks and shorts.
I am going to go to Mt. Tam, finally, for real this time.
I am going to take my coffee on Saturday at the vegetarian cafe, reading. Afterward, I'll pace around 4th street with the sun on my shoulders.
I'm going to eat Gregoire. Ride over the Richmond bridge.
Listen for the woodpecker.