"You Tell Me That I'm Falling Down..."

So tiiiiiiired. I don't even know why. I have slept just stacks to-day, but I am still really really really tired, and a little depressed--nothing big, just kind of a--lonely, cloudy feeling? Some of that.

I bicycled down to the house of the woman who does mending, who has an advert for it in the Oriental Store, and gave her my nice black trousers. She says fixing them will probably cost about five dollars, which sounds like a good price. I guess if she does a good job I'll give her my jacket with the broken zipper and see if she can fix that up, too, before I go to school. I like that jacket. So that's really nice!

And I really need to stop taking these long bicycle rides without water, because I just about nearly died to-day while I was going up Corncrib. I drank three glasses of water right off as soon as I got home. Also Corncrib was tough because I never wear shoes when I bike, but I had to walk the bike up the road because it's a ridge road, it just goes right up, and it's unpaved, like a lot of the roads are around here. So I walked a couple of miles uphill on hot gravel, and my feet hurt plenty.

Anyway, I took the laundry off the line while evening was falling, and the moon was this perfect slim little crescent, just gleaming gold, and behind me Maria was knocking turkeys out of the black walnut tree with her pole, and that was a nice time.

Just right now I am having clouds.