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done

Done done done done
nine final exams in two weeks and second year is done and already school feels like a distant memory thought I must remember that in only nine weeks, third year will begin, and then boards, whoooeeee

and I asked for work and am getting it. Half day off, three massages in a row, then first day in the flower shop yesterday. Eight hours on concrete already exhausted and I was a zombie for the last three hours.
But made my first three bouquets and they are lovely, shades of green and white and pink. When I closed my eyes, all I saw was flowers. In half sleep, I arranged the loveliest colours of deep red and yellows.

And today was truly the first day off. Watched a balkan off beat comedy with blm last night, we were up till two, sweethearts, then deep deep sleep. I woke and finished a post apocalyptic atwood novel for two hours while blm slept with his head on my chest, drenched in sweat. The more he dreams, the more  drenched he becomes. Walked the fenceline in a slicker and linen skirt, gumboots in the pouring rain; Val had heard "a bad fence sound".  More loving and isabel being a cute doggie and then a greasy spoon breakfast at 2 in the afternoon. I knit while blm finished his coffee, telling me about his voodoo dreams. We wandered down the streets hand in hand, into a cathedral of an antique shop/warehouse, showed each other the loveliest things, decided we want to live in a warehouse when we grow up.
That lovely man.

Sun, finally.

last few months

the boys

blm's new looms, courtesy of me and five different text books. You'd think that as a massage therapist student I'd be able to draw carpals in my sleep, but no...