scribes

i have wanted to capture this dry-erase board of ours for a while and only with the new, better camera was it able to appear as I'd truly envisioned, though i am not entirely sure what that means even now that i ponder on the thought for a moment.

i find the best ones to be those that were collaborations, which is not usually the case with most things, and certainly those matters regarding sentence-creation. then again, i feel fairly confident in our co-Musing. this board hangs next to our small dinner table. these fragments all came about from having dinner together, the two of us. but its been a good week or so since we've done that, though, i think.

fucking gray out today and for the next four or five days according to my electronic fortune teller. and a familiar looking laundry afternoon. the skeletal drying racks are out, and hanging with clothes like sickly autumnal trees.