Saturday, September 13, 2025

     Yesterday I keep waiting for the sun to come out from the clouds. The day stays cool and overcast. We keep the doors and windows closed. I pick up my mail and do my outdoor chair exercises.

    The young poet is organizing her stuff to move into an apartment in Santa Cruz near the university. Her first apartment by herself.  No roommates.   She is returning to college to finish her degree. She has lots of help in this endeavor.

     I continue reading the new Martin Walker novel between naps and short walks. Time to focus on just being alive. Today.  My talented roommate and I watch a new show on Netflix, LONG STORY SHORT. I don’t know, I just didn’t like it much. Too much fighting and arguing in the family. We end the evening TV with a funny recent Colbert report.

     The personal librarian and her puppy come to visit.  The puppy is growing more rambunctious and explores all the rooms in my house. The puppy has more energy than any of us.