Dangerous Compassions


Erik rearranged the livingroom furniture while I was at my volunteer job, and it takes some getting used to, but I think I like it. I have a slightly different view out the window from my computer.

He just took apart the broken boxspring and got it all into the dumpster. It’s one less thing to possess.

I made tomato sandwiches for dinner while he read me a Moomin story about the Moomin family getting woken up from their winter hibernation for Christmas, which seems like some sort of dangerous emergency, from the way everyone is preparing for it.

Erik said the tomato sandwiches are good, but I disagreed–spoiled by all the garden tomatoes my friend A gave me during the summer.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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