Dear You,

It’s me again, how are you doing?
Last night there was a gas leak and we sat for an hour
in the car parked outside our building
all three cats trussed up in harnesses
staring out the windows
we smuggled them out clutched to our chest past the rental company guy
claiming we only own two

My mom is done wearing her plastic neck collar!
It’s strange and good to see her unhinged
She’s been loading the bottom drawer of the dishwasher
and planting impatiens
and it’s the best news I’ve gotten all week

I got laid off last week and it’s funny
I couldn’t be more relieved.
That kind of thing is supposed to be bad news, right?
I’ll let you know if it starts to feel that way
but right now I own all of my time 
and nothing hurts