My Brother

I don’t know… today is one of those days when I made a mistake that followed me through the day.

Fell off the wagon, as it were. Not literally; I don’t own a wagon—and haven’t seen one in Marin in many a day.

Just… made a mistake.

Anyway; it happens. So—I am grateful for every being that stays with me, helps me to my feet, guides me back to path… yeah, you know. Friends. Family.

Tonight? Before I head out for a walk with Marlin? I am grateful specifically for my brother, Aaron.

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