Return from a coffee (flat white) and walk in Mundy with everyone.

I lost Brian along the walk and continued with both dogs to wait for him on a bench further ahead, in the sun: glorious.

The day is cold, like I enjoy in winter, minus 1 or minus 2. Sunny. Clear skies. Lovely gorgeous winter day on the west coast of canada.

I am way more weary of my intuition now that I have read how God fooled Viktor Frankl about his guidance just before WW2.

Which led to unbearable sufferings for everyone he loved including himself.