eighty.two.

oh, but it's lovely outside. i watched a starling splash about in a muddy puddle in front of our house this morning. i was reading my book, "sophies world." have you ever read it? i tried to read it for school when i was younger, but very little of the history of philosophy clicked for me. now, reading it again, it's much more intriguing.

someone has made an offer on our house. the more real moving becomes the harder it seems to say goodbye to this drafty old house. dash it all.

watched "the burbs" last night with the fellow. tom hanks = star quality actor. come on now, don't even try to disagree.
the fellow leaves in four days. don't remind me.

yesterday sabrina from work told me i should be a singer. that was nice of her. she said she could just picture me singing in a smoky jazz club or something. i think the people from work have a funny view of me. elena, the Russian boss, tells me i look like a classic country girl. eric, the big chef from next door tells me i look like a pilgrim/jive. i don't quite know how to take all of this.

this week is detox week. i don't really think it's your typical detox, but my sister and i made up our own lists of how we were going to detox: no makeup, no fast food, only juice and water and tea and milk to drink, workout everyday, get enough sleep... actually i guess it's not a detox week at all. it's just a week of how we'd like to live our lives. we're just calling it detox week.

i like writing about conversations. like this:
We both thought we'd have more to say when we said hello.
We efficiently mingled politeness & interest while greeting
Only to discover that time had created a larger expanse than initially perceived.
Instead of a conversation swelling with topics like tides
Rushing & falling into the last
We find talking flat & motionless
Stepping only in the shallowest waters &
Leaping out when we've only just got our feet wet.
The silence is too much, so
You smile lightly
[detachedly]
So nice to see you and catch up. Really must run.
Oh, yes. Me too.
You wave lightly
[distractedly]
& leave me shaking with the fullness of what we didn't say.
[The next time we see each other, we turn the other way.]