I have been awake for 4 hours. I have been drinking coffees and smoking cigarettes.

Billy is with me, asleep on the floor at the foot of the red couch where I sit and type.

The sky has turned ominous grey, no blue anymore, and certainly no sunshine. I should go buy a coffee.

UPDATE

Mom just called from Spain. We spoke for 10 minutes. All is well: quiet yet social for them over there.

The morning seems rather cold.