I am wearing my Möbius strip pendant again. It reminds me of ants and of the universe.
While I was driving to the ferry terminal in Larkspur, I caught a glimpse of a frenetic raccoon dancing by the side of the highway. It turned out to be just a plastic bag caught on a bit of brush.
Sometimes when I wake up from a nightmare, gasping for breath, the MSG hugs me close and taps his fingers lightly on my mouth, saying, “Shh.” I am a big alarm clock to him, and he is tapping the snooze button. I always fall right back to sleep. Shh.
My bedroom is the cleanest it’s been since I moved in last May. I still own too many things, but at least they’re not thrown all over the place.
I want popcorn but I don’t want the microwave popping noises to disturb Inkbot, who is talking on the phone in the living room.
My favorite song this very second is Beck’s “Everybody’s Gotta Learn Sometimes”. Three people have mentioned “Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind” to me within the past two days, and so I want to watch it again. I remember after seeing it with the MSG we chatted about it over dinner, and a weird surge of jealousy flared up in me when he said Kate Winslet was hot. Don’t agree! You’re not helping.
All I want for Christmas is a great meal with family. And also a nice and chunky black cotton sweater. But mostly a great meal with family. O, and Nutella. And peace on earth, good will towards peeps. Maybe some crackers for the Nutella.