REALITY?: Otherworldly

I was happily surprised to see no snow this morning, a five a.m. moon fat and orange sitting on the horizon of the western treeline.  Luck was with me: I didn’t have to leave at 5:30 to bring a friend into Hartford to St. Francis for ambulatory surgery.  It dawned clear and sunny and at nine he came.  Still no snow; I wouldn’t have to sit and wait for him until early afternoon.  Too, a neighbor of his had offered to bring him back here.

But with only three hours of sleep last night, I curled up on the couch at noon.  At four p.m. I woke, confused.  All right, it’s four o’clock–morning?  evening?  That settled, the next question was what day it was.  Then it all came back.  His car’s still sitting in the driveway–did I miss his call saying his neighbor didn’t show?  No messages.

So where is Ronnie?

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One Response to REALITY?: Otherworldly

  1. Creechman says:

    I am often equally confused.

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