August 18, 2018

Gout kept me from the gardening I’d intended to do. Did go to High 5 and wrote furiously on Sam-sam. Did hobble up the steps and did some pretty fair painting. Handsome man from New York City looked at my paintings while I looked at him. Found where I can watch endless re-runs of Project Runway, and somehow that makes the world right.

Maud is living in my bathroom now, sometimes on the windowsill and sometimes in the corner of the shower. I hold her until she purrs for a long time.