Small Pleasures

A group of short consecutive entries in my journal:

12/27/05
My father was a giant of a man, well over five feet tall.

January 8, 2006
Yah – life is good. I’m sitting at the counter in the kitchen, morning light streaming in through the South-east facing windows and door.

1/20/06
I had a dream that I was being hanged. By the neck. Until dead.
In the dream I was thinking, “You’re about to find out what it is like to die”