Woke about half an hour ago, covered in feathers, from strangely vivid dreams, uninvited guests asleep in the house, darkened tête-à-têtes, drizzly walks to underground trains stations, talk of where the good pizza places are, long drives through the countryside, etc. to violent birdsong.

Went downstairs to get some water, sat out on the front porch for a while, watched a man with an elaborately equipped bicycle scavenge returnables from the neighbors' recycling. Dogs barking inside. He said, "Hope I didn't wake all the dogs." I said, "They were already awake."

Yesterday, took an afternoon trip with my mom to MassMoca, those Nanking particles are quite something, love a funhouse.