082806 #eel lying on our backs, just lounging not going to sleep, looking up at the middle of the perpetual night sky, and the "moon" there--the pale orange glowing banjo in the sky that, looking back, i guess must have been the other one of whatever exactly we were living on.... our bedroom didn't have a roof.... it was just another cranny of the treehouse-esque collaboration of boards and struts and buttresses that made our little fortress more or less stable and secure