Everyone has been very quiet for a week except my sister and my friend in Montreal. I long for news from my loved people. They may be more part of my world than I am of theirs, that is all. TIPA music album is playing. So many children nasal voices. It is exotic to the max. Who needs to take a plane and go anywhere to explore the world? Just listen to international songs. Universal songs from abroad. It is a fabulous way to gain knowledge and mind openess. 

No one in my inlaws wants to correspond too too often with me. It is obvious why: I am a loon with emails, or have been up to three weeks ago anyway. But they respond plenty often truly. To each their own rythms.