Sunday dimsum with Carolyn floating like
zippies over Chinatown and City Lights
with chitchat all the way home to a nap
before Kim and Hiro arrive.
Now I’m at
the public library!
It rained last night and
Otto and I had our umbrellas for the walk
to work this morning.
Passing the old man
who does tai chi every morning in St. Mary’s
Square and our neighbor the security guard
who works graveyard shift somewhere
downtown and then digs through garbage
during the day (by now I’ve written a
hundred and seventy five of these, but my
rate of production will grow exponentially).
