I slept fitfully. My cat also did not rest. Downstairs my landlord and his family did not ever go to bed it seemed.
I woke and had breakfast and coffee. I wept through the sweeping and mopping, and felt better for it. Outside my landlord cut the grass near the house.
I finished the housework and baked a quiche and two blueberry tarts. It was time for Bible Study and I rode my bike through the shortcut the ladies had told me about.
The bike raced down the steep hill and was carried up the other side quite a ways by sheer momentum. I rode home by way of the lake.
It had filled a bit from the rain and the water lilies were blossoming. Flame trees lined the edge, and the air smelled sweet.
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