[with thanks to Todd Colby]
Opportunities abound. But I had rolled oats with pecans and cherries for breakfast, so I feel that I have done my part. And the air-- I should say something about how the air today both holds me in place and pushes me toward winter. I'll sit here in red flannel pajama bottoms and a charming scowl. I'll listen to the roofers next door and their quieter hammering. The cloud cover makes it quieter. But really, they've just moved to the farther side of the roof. When you get here, we'll drink hot chocolate and misremember novels together. Somewhere from a room upstairs, we'll hear a low stringed instrument being played. We'll think about music and its relation to walking. We'll take naps. I had something else to tell you. But this will have to suffice.
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