Sunday, April 5, 2026

     We watch an intensely sad, good movie last night and I can’t remember the name. I text my roommate in the next room and she texts back FANCY DANCE streaming on Apple plus. A story about the disappearance of a Native American woman and the effect on her family. I struggle with remembering names but not ideas and experiences.

    I sit on the deck in the dark looking up to the enormous sky. Tiny stars pop out. An airplane flashes white and red high over head. And always the rumbling car sounds, interspersed with roaring car engines. The windows lit up in neighbor houses and the distant glowing light of the town. Always the question, where are we and what is this huge expanding universe we live in.

     In the evening, I read articles in my current New Yorker. The Nordic mystery book I planned to read is too gory and I quickly put it away.

     Today is Easter and I have no plans. The sun is out and I expect mild weather.  Good enough for me. Maybe I will check out a new park bench in town.