sunday = laundry and actively dueling depression. this morning (too early--7?) i was so doggedly fighting off the demons that while i was wheeling out the garbage bins to the curb(makes me feel better, preparing for trash day--monday--to the extent that i do it earlier and earlier on sundays as another antidote) i failed to notice someone completely slumped over on the grass next to the sidewalk right in front of my driveway. when i got to my front door i finally saw a police car driving up and the man trying to get up, but staggering around and lying back down. i still don't know what happened, but it seems he was exercising, then...got dizzy and fell in the grass? i just have this weirdo image of this man curled up like he was taking a nap, right by where i put my garbage lingering in my head. i am oblivious! i am terrible!
here's some cool "house-money" that KVA sent me. totally unrelated to my early-morning weirdness. can u believe how self-absorbed i am? even now, i'm so absorbed in my self-absorption.