living room lights were too dim for months, like they were barely on. while maintenance guy was here fixing something else i asked if he could take a look at it and without breaking eye contact with me he adjusted the dimmer switch and turned the lights on. now checking calendar to schedule seppuku

work notes from tuesday seem to open on the bullet point 'find use for the bleached bone-white radiance of our barren heaven within the god picked clean'. then 'email brenda about thing', which also doesnt help me

delightful experience today seeing an italian greyhound in a busy city centre. tragedy stricken creature with the countenance of something that believes itself to be a mildly haunted porcelain doll. dog that needs its own service animal and a xanax

my endocrinologist was very disappointed to learn recently that i never took note of the date of my hormone therapy anniversary buuut it's definitely around now, happy three years everyone