Friday, November 10, 2006


There was an errand to do today. I made sandwiches, tuna and watercress. I brought a pear and my passport. I felt shaky.

Then we saw the building closed sign: holiday.

Dry run, instead. Now are we practiced. We wandered around the deserted courtyard, and then ate our lunch in the park, mimicked by doves. I felt fancy and sad, concord grapes in my lap.

The thing I feel most of all is sure.