A nice quiet day for unpacking. The air is calm. The sky is gray, or grey if you prefer. I think this unsettledness is my problem. How can one focus on lofty, upper pyramid goals like bike rides when such low and humble needs like furniture are not stable? One cannot, I assert.
If you ever want to see Juancho ride again, then tell the universe to send him a couch, preferably sectional, with no biological stains.