thursday august 9

today i was awakened by what i thought might be a knocking at my front door. often i'm awakened by 'phantom knocks' and since i'm always ill prepared, both mentally and physically, to face any knocker upon waking anyway, i let it go. after falling back asleep and waking at my own leisure later on, i opened the front door to see if any notes or other signs of visitors had been left. upon opening the door, i was nearly struck by the giant boxed porch swing that had been leaning against it since, presumably, the moment of the not-so-phantom knock.