so it will be.

when my eyes scan the pages of older material, copies faithful to the first printing, it soothes when there is an &c.

there are times when it's quietly noisy outside, to the point of being peaceful.

dogs bark off in the distance. some loose in the neighborhood begin a fight.

a siren dopplers to the other end of the city.

above the people go to sleep, squeaking their bed's frame as they lower themselves.

it's these little noises.

i didnt spend the night with her often. maybe four nights, total.

but i miss her just the same.

i got this image of walking through the bathroom. seeing her taking a bath. and the image made me happy.

because i'm a stupid sap.

and it made me think, for a minute, about being a family with her.

and it is late and i am sick and sleepy, so i depart.