3:28

Woke up at 3:28 am. It's amazingly quiet. That damn little bird who chirps an endless song must finally be sleeping. The only sound is a northbound train and a neighbor's air conditioner, which seems amazingly pointless on a 65 degree night. Wait, I just heard the bird. 3:58. Bless her little heart.
The kid leaves for Texas in 32 hours. It feels like giving up my leg. "Hey, can I borrow your foot for a month?" That sounds as ridiculous as it feels.
But, it's a time for movement. Everyone I love seems to be on the move in one way or another. Some physically and some mentally. I sure hope everyone gets to their destination, and I hope we all come back a little bit different.
That freaking bird is relentless.

summer

Ok, time to get back on the blog horse.
Summer has arrived and that makes us all very happy. Even the fish.