Don't hold your breath

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JUNE 11, 2017

Taking the train to Davis with Hugo to visit my dad. Brought our bikes. It’s summer! Thursday was the last day of school for Hugo.

Looking out the window of the train I realize I’m holding my breath, and think of the saying “Don’t hold your breath”, which is usually used to mean don't expect something to happen anytime soon.

OK, I stopped holding my breath.

People’s faces in awkward conversations. They look so awkward.

As I start to write in my notebook thoughts arise and are immediately batted down by the editor: “You’ve already written about that before." Yeah, well, too bad - I’m writing about it again, so deal with it.

A charred stack of railroad ties in a clearing, like a giant game of Jenga that went up in flames.