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Walking to work this morning, and noticing the autumn leaves, thinking that one serious winter gale and they'll all be gone...
Worrying about friends. One I feel is drifting away, stretched almost to the limit. All I can do is keep making rather footling offers of help, of rides in the car... stupid, useless, politely refused. But what else can I do? I have nothing else to give except care and thoughts, but this friend is intensely private, self-sufficient.
Then, there are my old friends, who are now facing the death of a son. Unimaginable.
Marking. Dear student: if you think that uploading a file with the name "send that shit" is in any way appropriate, I have news for you. No love, ... me.
Taking the dogs for a walk this afternoon in almost-darkness. Realizing that winter is really almost here
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Worrying about friends. One I feel is drifting away, stretched almost to the limit. All I can do is keep making rather footling offers of help, of rides in the car... stupid, useless, politely refused. But what else can I do? I have nothing else to give except care and thoughts, but this friend is intensely private, self-sufficient.
Then, there are my old friends, who are now facing the death of a son. Unimaginable.
Marking. Dear student: if you think that uploading a file with the name "send that shit" is in any way appropriate, I have news for you. No love, ... me.
Taking the dogs for a walk this afternoon in almost-darkness. Realizing that winter is really almost here
nablopomo #2