when you're drunk.
every day this week has felt like Saturday.
i had this mad dream last night with mr.trolly driving the car at 120 mph, and i really felt like i was careering along in warm air. my head thrown back in some kinda daft pastiche of fear and loathing in las vegas....
and then
today was this rigid, frozen, brittle-white day, that stuck its jaw out in a punch me kinda way. but when the weather's like this i want it to go on and on and on.
and i'm
so looking forward to seeing my twin brother this weekend, who'll be driving south with a dear friend and her son to stay for the week.
mr.trolly went on a wild goose hunt with our daughter this morning. and came back with a goose in a box.
really
he did.
good man.

image provided by Emilia Miná Bicking at SXC, 2007.















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