This has been a most excellent morning. I slept in until around 12:30 because I stayed up late. When I woke up and went downstairs I talked with alex who was on his way to school.
We shared a bowl before he left.

I cleaned the ash covered kitchen and made breakfast.
Rolled oats with cut up peach and thick maple syrup.

I visited the Afghan border then went back up upstairs in a very pleasant mood.

Now I'm on my hammock eating porridge I made from scratch. Blogging like an idiot and listening to an animal collective play list. Life is rarely this good.

This head space
my shoulders fit
hanging under my neck
a balloon with a wimpy ribbon curled up, knotted and hanging from its underside.