I’m thinking of eggplant parmesan for dinner. Crickets, cicadas...sounds of deep summer. A dove song…
Sometimes I lay here with my eyes closedâ€¦listening and trying to figure out what heâ€™s doing.Â I do this at home too, but here, in the truck, the sounds are not so familiar.Â The sound of doors opening and closing, the gadget he uses to roll up straps. The cabinet he stores bungies in is on the back of the truckâ€¦the sleeper.Â Its against my back as I lay here on my side.Â Every once in awhile he has to open the door to my bed and I look out at him.
This morning, our first stop is in grand junction.Â We got here last night and walked to a natural grocers which closed minutes before we got there.Â We need honey again (something I consistently forget) and he wants a pepper for his wrap.