Rarely

I listen to you playing piano and am immediately transported to the year when you toured Russia and made that movie. You angrily responded to my comments. That put even more distance between us. When the music is playing all that space and time disappear.

You know, you're playing that part now – the one I suggested you play – of a slightly deranged genius and it suits you well.

Which brings me here now, although it doesn't stop me from being there, too. And it doesn't matter. All that time is like water over the falls. Falling because it has to and making everything clean and beautiful with its mist.

Ah! Anonymity! Why did I ever leave you? And when will my tea and toast arrive? And someone open the blinds. It looks lovely out there.

Another wish

This blog is beginning to take on a life.

When the moon and Jupiter are together my life is good. Especially if they are in Pisces.

I'm really good at writing vague sentences that can be taken more than one way. English teachers and editors hate me.

At home

In the dojo with team tofu. What a cutie!