shriveling up in the sun. looking for a blindfold.

what did I see today, what did I see? I saw nothing. I saw EN's eyes friendly, the way he said 'Of course! No problem at all!' over something that had been nibbling away at me for months. I saw the glue of his perfect bound book and I covered it with my journal while the rain came in at us, not so much sideways as exploding in every direction.