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21 February 2008; 01:57 AM

eclipse

was walking down 18th or was it 19th when i looked up and saw the rising moon, yellow and huge, hovering over the mission, like it will do, except a large chunk of it was missing, eaten by the gods of the sky. i called you, and you, and you, and you, but stood watching alone, corner of 19th and south van ness, the whiz burger glowing at my back, all surroundings familiar. holding hands with san francisco.

was contentedly resigned to an evening of watching myself experience the vague loneliness i'd begun to foster around 8pm or so, but managed to put on eyeliner and follow tamera and her amazing warm sweet smell into oakland. once there, in a tidy and welcoming warehouse home to many, we shared a big white armchair that had "nothing lasts forever" embroidered into its cushion. and we watched and heard kimya dawson sing to tiny crowd of friends. i felt so grateful and happy she exists.

somehow we ended up dumpster diving the semifreddi's oakland dumpster and now i have a lot of bread. i think i might try to make a huge vat of bread pudding, even though it's not brioche, it might work, right?

it's been 6 months since i arrived home from india.