thursday goes like this:
so, in the night I sit back in bed with the cats and listen to the radio, talk radio. grab food from the kitchen, turn the lights out. open blinds, love looking at the snow during the night. life is good. good to me. hard on me. life is all things. death is floating around in the world and wanting more life. the dead crack jokes, play cards, pass time, agonize, speak to people, communicate different missions.