today was not a day but a blur. almost like a smudge mark on the windshield, but i could see around it here and there.
people walked passed and through it. i waved back. And there were flickers of recognition. Before they evaporated.
but dinner with O was far more voluminous. Even the Spanish wine, the cauliflower and chicken in some kind of yogurt sauce. O had stumbled into $9000 he had lost but regained and we celebrated as if he had won the lottery.