Wednesday, January 6, 2016

January 4, 2016

Managed to do a full weight series today–leaving out only the chest presses–without irritating my shoulder. Curious. What IS wrong with it, anyway? The crescent moon sailed above the gym parking lot, trailing Venus a little below and behind in a perfect peacock sky. I watch the Boy drive his pale car along the street, open the window beside my house and toss trash out onto my yard. I laugh. This is pettiness even beneath the pettiness of his life.

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