early Thanksgiving

I was thankful for lots of things last week. Getting to take a mini trip, even if it was for work. Waking up in the hotel to see snow outside my window and walking to work with snowflakes falling on my eyelashes. Touring breweries. Mary Oliver's new book, and finding a cool independent book store to buy it from. Seeing Band of Horses play in my town. Sunny days and kayaking with Linz. This Blondie song.

scab or scar

How long can a scab last, really? In August, I scraped my knee across a rock in Malibu. The waves were huge and knocked me over. I didn't see the rock in the water. (Why'd you go during south swell? my sister asked later.) The person I was with didn't care and swam away from me. Afterwards, I sat on my towel and watched it bleed a little. My hand is covering it in the picture. It left a purple scab that I thought would've gone away by now, but there it is. Maybe it's permanent? Nooo!