Sleep in.

Soft sunrise.

I make the bed completely and then turn down my side because I know I’m coming right back after I eat.

Coffee and The Art of Living.

Demo on a Saturday?

Three-hour nap. I could go right back to bed. Instead, I get up and make more hot tea, sit and try to read more Alice Munro.

Thinking about self and identity, regrets, and non-regrets.

What is inherited? What is learned? What is chosen?

Daydreams of a moderately-sized house on a big piece of land by the sea, and lots of sunlight and quiet and birdwatching.

Trading riddles over FaceTime.