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life is but a dream

This morning: standing in the shade at a garage sale, a table heaped with old man jeans and a suitcase, marveling at this Norton Anthology of Poetry, 1600 poems for $5, all while Joe and the proprietor, also a fisherman, talked fishing spots and catches.

i would’ve been perfectly happy to remain there in that happy cloud for even longer, reading Beowulf and Adrienne Rich, while they exchanged infos about reefs and birds and tides.

Well worth leaving the house this morning, for that funny moment.