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Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A Small Loss

She hit the window at the kitchen sink which I've never known a bird to do in the twenty years I've been here. I suspect she was fleeing one of the hawks. I wasn't home when it happened; I saw a trickle of blood on the window when I got back from the park yesterday.

I had a bit of a meltdown. I'm practically labile these days. On the surface life around me seems to continue unchanged and people seem blithely unconcerned about the things that leave me paralyzed for longer and longer chunks of time.