returning, slowly
my house has new shiny floors, smells salty like varnish.
suitcase back finally three days late, one candlestick broke. like a satisfying gift of dirty clothes. closure. unpacked it immediately.
put pictures from tanzania up online. the clouds and the sea creatures put on a good show. i saw sea anemones and a skinny starfish, killer crabs and an ibis.
i read a horrible book on the way home that almost makes me want to cry. i’m trying to remedy that travesty with a wonderful book full of new words like gavotte and manumission and peripatetic. i hope everyone is doing well. i am glad to be back.