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lucky

“How did I get so lucky, to find this love?” He was half-asleep, naked except for his chonies again, his hair so messy and beautiful. “Oh, you have ocd and narcolepsy. You were in the bargain bin!” I looked at his smiling mouth and closed eyes. We were laughing. I imagined the bargain bin at… Read More »

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trip out

Hello–we’re on a road trip.  This trip out to the coast is a big deal.  Emotionally, I’ve been needing it for a long time.  Can I show you a few California pictures? Here’s Ming with a drug shake in Barstow.  He’s done a great job driving.  No car issues or surprising health issues so far.… Read More »

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insomnia

“Yes, I’m listening to Hong Kong electronica!  What of it!?” I demanded of Ming. “I didn’t say nothin,’” Ming said. “Listen!” I said.  I was dancing in the bedroom, on the squishy mat.  He glanced at my shelf and left.  He had his headphones half-on and was listening to music on his own. sleep I… Read More »

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I love Bakersfield

“I’m going to bake some oatmeal cookies in the car tomorrow,” I told Ming. “You’re going to put raisins in them, right?” he asked. “What????” I asked. “Did you not see the meme?” I made this meme the other day. Not bad! “Maybe you could put them on top. Do they need to be embedded… Read More »