nice weather makes me nervous.
if i'm indoors when it's sunny i feel a
chronic itch to get out
and do something, anything, even just sit.
that's a common
trait in seattle, but i've been this way my
whole life, so, given today's forecast,
there was no point twisting
myself by staying inside. i
never regret time spent
on the water. the impressions are so
sharp--it's like a postcard i send myself &
stick to the fridge in my mind
kitchen, submerged images, liquid, vivid, that
i can call to the surface with just a
thought, a whisper, the touch of a