Dina and Dan, With the Exception of Perspective

Its 5 o'clock in the morning mountain time but I'm not sure I've seen a mountain in weeks. Yesterday, in the mountains, the bears caught on fire, every single one of them, the bears caught on fire and rolled themselves down into the gulley and put themselves out, no tax dollars were used to save the bears. In a state away, a bear got stuck in a tree and authorities had to taser it to get it down, it bounced twice off a trampoline and almost bounced itself dead. How to bounce yourself dead. Ask the bears.

If walking was safe.

If walking was safe.

If walking was safe for us, dear sister. Maybe for me, not for you. For neither of us. We get outside and the air smells like when the whole city lost electricity after the huge storm and the grocery store's generator was out, too, and the whole place smelled like rotting fish. We live in the middle of a very ordinary state, whatever that means, no mountain or sea. If it was safe to walk at this hour, we would be walking and stumbling. To walk is safe for you but not for me, or vice, there is no versa.

How to stumble well. Perspective. Half way from downtown I want a cab and that does not make sense for a place with a population of 100,000. Walk your ass home. Here is a couch on the street, should we take a rest? No. No. We watch a woman drive into a light pole across the street, a man shoves her into the passenger seat, he is behind the wheel now, he pulls the car out from the light pole, gets out and inspects the lights, flicks them off and on, off and on. Checks for leaking fluid.
Gets the hell out of there, dent in the car, dent in the light pole.

If walking was safe, we'd be home right now.

If walking was safe, I'd be to you right now.

If we were home right now, it would be us with a cockroach in a huge apartment with no furniture, waiting for the cockroach to die before us. Cockroaches live for millions of years, some have survived through the jurassic period, you know, you say, but what are you even saying about life and death, anyway. What are you even saying about life and death. We live and then we die and then what more shows up. There is a bridge between two cities and we cross it every single day, but then we don't and then we read in the local newspaper online that the bridge collapsed and three cars went into the lake but no one was killed, too bad.