Safe

I understand that I have been posting a lot lately. But anyway.

I am sitting here with the Australian Open on. Live, morning there, bedtime here. It looks summery hot there. Here? It is sleeting. And I am fine with that.

The house is still. J and JBL are in bed. I am kept company by the sound of the dryer finishing up the Darks, which are especially noisy thanks to J's winter coat. You know, zippers and all. I have the TV on mute. The laptop is keeping me warm as I sit on the sofa.

Otherwise, all there is to hear - besides the click-clacking of my typing - is the click-clacking of the ice hitting the windows and the deck behind them.

Hearing this, I want to do it sit curled-up on the sofa and absorb the peace of the evening. A song that seems to go with my mood now is this. Melancholy, hopeful, dreamy. Like me. Like tonight. Thank you God.