I feel sad this morning but relaxed. Hubby heard a pup coyote in the bush with a bunch of people. He wants to work on his book of philosophy today. All the best of luck, BJG: enjoy!

I really want to cry this morning but I am not depressed: just sad. The crows are chatting upstairs. I am coming home to myself this sunday. I am coming home.

The love I have felt last week from two people plus my parents was wonderful. The days are truly charming nowadays. The sadness is ok, it is part of life after all and it is calming in many ways. I watered the plants at the back last night. Hubby cleaned the top of the stove this morning. We have to do the vanity. I better not smoke any weed or I will fuck it up.