I know it’s very early.
Somewhere just past 5 am
I’m way past sleep and am breathless
Since covid I’ve not been able to breathe through my nose much.
I get up and make coffee
The pleasure of the smell of percolating coffee still gone.
And I sit in the living room in silence with only the sound of the wind for company.
And look around at things
The knot of houseplants in the window.
A sketch of an Italian Villa on the wall.
Coats hanging by the stairs.
Thumb sticks in the umbrella stand.
Stuff.
Barefoot I walk out into the garden, my head bowing under the fragrant free honeysuckle
The wind is loud but I can still hear the bickering crows around the pond to the East
The Wisteria around the gate arch is doing well but won’t bloom for a couple more years yet.
I wonder what those few years will bring
It’s been a long lonely week
Albert appears
Looking surprised as always.
He’s annoyed by something and swishes his tale
I drink my tasteless coffee
And shiver.
Sunday morning.
And no plan for the day.
As yet
Kitchen table, stronger coffee.
The covid swab today is negative
Fucking finally…….
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