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i just napped for an hour in the back seat of my car. i can't even begin to describe how delicious that felt. in fact, i gave up a run to goodberry's for sweet cream custard in order doze away my lunch hour. i felt a little guilty, though, when i climbed out of the back seat and had to pass the central american landscapers on my way out of the parking lot. they looked hot and tired, and i was refreshed. i couldn't make eye contact. but, as one of the men said to me last summer, "my daughter will be like you." i guess that thought comforts them. anyway, i'm not half as cranky as i was before the nap. and i'm not fully not-tired anymore, but i did have the craziest dream about dead bodies and the impression they leave in soft ground. in my dream i discussed it with two very old Jewish grannies, wearing old school swimsuits, who were sitting on this staircase. i sat down beside them and joined their convo, peering out at the marshy land at the bottom of the steps, trying to find either a body or an impression to point out to them. i'm sure they thought me a novice. i woke up to thebeths knocking on my car window telling me it was time to go back. i really really wanted to impress those ladies!! i think they might have been the same ones i used to chat with every morning when i lived in houston. they'd meet early and swim laps together, each with empty gallon milk jugs tied under her arms. in my dreams they had cast off the milk jugs, but i'd never forget those bathing suits. anyway, three hours till i get to go home. the countdown is on...
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reading: White Teeth
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