I learn everything about my own throttling, selfishness, and blindness from my dog.

I take her where I want to go, when I want to go, and sometimes get frustrated when she doesn't understand that I have things to do.

It's possible that the ugliest words I've ever spoken are:

"I don't have time to play."

Time?

What the fuck is time?

There's a river down there, don't you know?

Thank you. Thank you.

When we're on and I'm clear

and my eyes are in the sky looking for eagles, there are great ropes between us.

An energetic tug you cannot see.

No leash.

No words.

I keep her off the road. She opens my heart.

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