I had a (fever) dream that I was rolling up all of the things in my life into a big wooly uncomfortable ball wich was greyish brown with things dangling everywhere. It got really hard to carry around with me.
Trans Canada by the Constantines might be my favourite song.
being home is very centering. more thoughts later.
oh, also the thing I shouldn't have done turned out to be not that bad. It's a good story, for me anyway but I am inherently tame. maybe I'll tell it later.