July 28, 2019

Rose and sat in the café but wrote nothing memorable. I was feeling sick. Urgent visit to the restroom while I was there. Came home, lay down, feeling sick. Circe lay on my arm and we slept. Around noon I felt well, and went out and did some gardening in the matchlessly beautiful summer day. Still felt, and feel, sickness and health warring inside me, relieved each time wellness comes out ahead. Purple flowers teeming with black butterflies.