ah... this morning i awoke on the couch in the back of the shop i work at.

it seems that it has been days since i've had a good night's sleep.

we've been running on the lamb for what feels like weeks, which is in fact only a matter of days.

there was the first night of poncho villa, when we had as a group, been evicted from the armory camp/us.

oh lord, we had dug our heels in there... and the police arrived with a mandatory eviction read by the chief of police which gave us a one hour timeline for evacuation.

i believe they anticipated non-cooperation. but we ceded to the authorities and immediately worked like mad to get the hell out ... with all of our equipment in tact. it took us double the time they gave. but because we working, they agreed to allow us the extra time within reason.

after arrival at poncho villa, we spent another several hours moving in.

oh what a mess it was.

the next night was the terrible wind and rain storm.

the night after that was just a chill ... and helicopters circling endlessly.

there is a terroristic threat in that ... once a routine is set between occupiers and the authorities; to break the trust with the eviction, sets the camp/us at unease (or at least me).

so i finally broke down and slept like a baby on the couch in the back of the shop. i hadn't intended it. i had meant to go to the all souls procession. which i missed last year.

i awoke at around 6 a.m. to a slight chill ... and when i went out the front door, i realized that the chill was sodden with overnight rain. which (of course) made me worry for the crew at poncho villa camp/us. were they still there? had they been rousted in the night? were all the tents and all the occupiers beat down from this unusual cold?