I just woke up from a wonderful but rare nap on my couch. I was
watching the new dvd Julia ans Julie about Julia Child and it was so
boring I guess I dozed offI sat to type with a feeling someone was
thinking about me and just as I began to type to you my phone was
rining.I ignored it and thought of a nice green pond, with crickets
and took a measured breath. I have a morbid fear of phones,when they
ring I stare at them with building horror as if some extraterrestrial
might be calling. Probably because I got a voicemail about my dad
dying a few years back. It was so casual, i had to play it three times
to believe it. I'm getting better but talking on the phone to anyone
makes me breathless and my pulse races and I'd much rather email. My
words come out easier through my hands. In fact, my mother and I only
text, if that. I just sent her an expensive sweater I bought for her.I
hope she likes it.Here's a pic of me for you. I hope you like it.