The sun is shyly peeking inside the kitchen window.

The monks go on singing. I got a brief hello from my teacher of tibetan buddhism and language in toronto who does not speak much english.

I am a bit scared of hubby after his angry nasty accusations to me this morning about the cat. Hopefully, all will go well and I may simply avoid him today a bit.

I have to cook breakfast: eggs benny to finish the sauce.