Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

9.11

You were pregnant and I was trying to bring the whole sixth grade class over to watch. I doubt you would have minded. Miracle of birth and all that. But they just wouldn't settle into an appropriate attitude, and I missed the birth of our son. If I were a better man, I would have made it. If I were a better teacher, we would have all made it. But I'm just groggy enough from the dream that I doubt I'll be either for some time to come.
5:01am

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