There is a cat looking out the window. I wish I looked happier. I am happier. Happier than usual.
Sunday afternoon. Almost to the middle of February. Snow is coming down lightly. We’ve had a bunch of cold but today is moderate.
I sit at my mother’s formica table. Where I’ve always been. I bought in a little wood today. I hung a load of clothes.
I cooked ham and eggs. I ate birthday cake Oreos. I swept the floor. I am absorbing quiet. It fills me nicely.
Earlier I read about the Dubai princess who is missing – though probably imprisoned in the father’s vast wealth. https://www.youtube.com/embed/UN7OEFyNUkQ
After that I read about Ray Rice – the Baltimore Raven who lost his career when he hit his girlfriend in front of a camera.
So our lives are more simple. No vast wealth. No fame. No explanations to the press.