The day seemed awkward.  Communication snafu’d everywhere.  Truck overheating, tow truck crashing the bumper, bumping bumping.  Strange moments where forgotten items nagged at my brain like a hangnail catching on cashmere.  HA, like I wear cashmere!

In any case, it reminds me of a brilliant piece by Hafiz.  And that’s the truth.

First the fish needs to say:
Something just ain’t right about this camel ride,
And I’m feeling so damn thirsty.