Wednesday, March 5, 2008
This is the view that I’ve had all day, when I’ve been awake enough to open my eyes. I have contracted something very nasty, something that has forced me to do what I am not accustomed to doing: missing work. The infection has inspired some very strange dreams, the favorite of which is the one of me living in a church that Anthony Bourdain and I have renovated together. I am drinking raspberry green tea while writing a library grant, he is eating a bloody cobra heart.
I keep hearing the neighbor's geese, and a hawk that is in the maple outside my window. The rest is the Gulf Coast...
Feliz Cumpleanos, Olgita!
Congratulations on your appointment, Ms. Wade!