Bluest Hawaii

The first night back, I can't sleep. Or maybe I can't tell what sleep is anymore, such has been the languor of our days. The three-hour time change has something to do with it, but so does the preponderance of mammals on our bed. Only one of the two dogs, but both of the cats are very much in evidence. All have missed us, it is clear. One cat purrs like a small power plant, and the other does very much the same, until they collide and hiss like steam pipes exploding. It's 12 midnight, it is 1 AM, Read more [...]