Choir dress rehearsal early—Schubert Mass in Bb, Rutter Magnificat.
Then walked around—how did I get to the Ginkgo area?—and why?
Parked below that school a block from Snelling and walked a
far ways toward Fairview and Ayd Mill Road.
But why was I there? Walked up above Hamline University too.
Oh, I remember, I drove bags of leaves to the composting
site.
At some point—I think walking past the church where the House of Mercy congregates—
I saw Brenda’s Veteran’s Day post on my phone about her
sexually abusive father and thought of most of the words of my Me Too Skeleton poem—
but didn’t write them down until a few hours later.
Ended up driving to Target to get a mop head replacement.
They tried to expedite me through a new checkout line, but
the credit card reader was disconnected. With my stuff already in a paper bag
(mop head, chocolate, cat food, jam)
and a big raw chicken package that I had to carry in the other hand
separately, I had to go stand in line again.
But I sucked it up and did it! God, Target was busy!
“Like a Sunday on a Saturday!” one of the checkout ladies
said.