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I haven't been the best bl0gger this week. Things have been a bit out-of-control at work which has left me listless, tired, & mostly wordless.

I ate outside today & when I finished I sat on a bench beneath a flowering tree & read a coupla of Matthea Harvey poems.

I figured if it goes down today at least I'll greet it with white petals in my hair.

Either way, the flight attendants-in-training are learning how to make drinks. I already put in order in for an xxxtra durty vodka martini with 3 olives.

Ask me how I am in a half an hour- either forgetten or in the first stages of forgetting.