Grat

FaceTime

I told  A a couple of days ago, I fear the future   Huge life changes I try to anticipate   They are imaginary at this point. Crossing brig s before I get to them. To do?  Luce, luxuriate in events of now—lying in this bed. Recalling yesterday!s drawings and skirts and walks and meet ups with neighbors—T and Zamora. Long FaceTime w S as she prepared her food.  No criticism of each other. Creating a new normal?  Hearing about it, I talking about it electronically?  A new puzzle

Thoughts and wishes for a young stranger in Japan? Known only by Jis YouTube vlog.,  Grandsons music round in my head. Eg. Awake Me.