from the unfinished autobiography of jess (snyder) "what should i do today?"
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"i was nine when the tremor came and shook my family from the tree onto the newly dug soil..."

that's how the first attempt started. i am older now. older than nine and older than then. it's okay. it happens to everyone. we're running out of time though and i need to get to work. to wake up. this is pretty hard for me. i have very vivid dreams. always have. they like me to stay in them. i like to stay in them too, even the bad ones most of the time. i feel like i can change something when i'm in there. discover new lands, defeat the bad guys. you know. plus, waking up hurts. like pulling off a band-aid. i'm sure it would be easier if i just did it quickly, with a little adrenaline and purpose behind it. but i meander. it's okay though. i try to stay up once i'm there.

we'll come back to that stuff at the beginning, the stuff when i was nine. we'll even come back to the dreams and maybe full circle, or spiral, or whatever shape it ends up being. but we should loosen up. play a game or something. get the ole juices flowing, eh?
let's hold hands.
you and i.
i have a small hand and it's usually pretty cold.
let's close our eyes.
imagine the ocean.
let's go.