little things for big places: It's a dream! It finds me reading on a hardwood chair, a heavy hardbound book. The kind that takes effort to pull from a shelf. The kind that, when removed, changes the order of things. I’m in a liquor store in Charles Village on that chair over that book and there you pass, ignoring me and cool with a friend. Beyond this there is a whole day to unfold. Sunlight, Great Danes, angry, old Greek immigrants, all things I will spring up towards and question, throwing the damn book down.