It is 8:36am. Hubby will come back soon with the dogs. I am on my second coffee and today should be a sober day. I slept really well last night: from 9pm to 7am. I dont need melatonine anymore. Not these days anyway. Touch wood.

To get back to the black lady, I have envisionned her late life as blissful. I have asked to be a nun soon in my reicarnations many times in this life. Its not the 15th dalai lama, it is way less glamourous than that: a simple nun. It would be cool if it was in japanese zen buddhism.