The sounds of the neighbours are heard, traffic in the far away distance and birds, a few planes. the day is asking us to be active and engage but I have done nothing all day except clean and walk Billy. Hubby went for a late afternoon nap. They are the ones that destroy him the most. Whatever. He was suddenly tired. He wanst to sleep for an hour or two.

The french back door is open onto the deck. i hear my neighbours working in their tiny yards.

I should go buy a card for my sister. I dont want to bring Billy because he will wait too long. A bird sings. I feel so awake and fragile in my body. So small in the world and minuscule in the universe. Microscopic.