Sunday wrap-up

1. The old Turkish man who lives across the street smelling a rose in his front yard.

2. Buying The Plague, Pale Fire, On Chesil Beach, and Green Eggs and Ham at the used bookstore. 

3. Feeling wholly out of sorts, like I don't want to be physically touched any longer. I am at times painfully in need of holding my daughter, and other times desperate to have my body as my own again. 

4. Zach being the most patient man on Earth to live with me this weekend, went out to buy us some frozen yogurt. I'm waiting for him to come home. 

Good night, and good luck.