I’ve spent 90% of the day in bed or on the couch. I mostly slept until 4pm, on and off, allowing for reading and watching home remodeling television shows on HGTV. All I’ve had to eat is dark chocolate and Pellegrino. I’m still in my fluffy pink bathrobe. The windows are open, it’s misty outside, and there’s a cool breeze wafting toward me. There is the presence of an absence; he knows who he is. Still, there are airplanes.