(Monday, May 18, 2026) waxing crescent moon Gemini
Every morning I wake up sensing long dreams, but in the last few weeks they have immediately disappeared. Loss of my private bedroom is really affecting my sleep. Chris wakes me up with a snore. Snowball wakes me up between 3 and 4 every morning. Sometimes Cullan and Amanda are up and about in the middle of the night. Maybe it is my diagnosed memory loss. Sigh.
Fragment: There is a tremendously high hill, like those in Duluth or even in mountain towns. I park my car on the steep street, facing upward. I open the door and walk out for a minute. A beautiful, dark and foresty park is next to my car. People are walking along the sidewalk across the street. I look down the hill, toward the busy city. I worry about being parked on such a big climb, so I go back inside my car and drive away.