I took it, my friends. I haven't gone anywhere at all since Friday.
I knocked out so much of my to do list. I took early morning walks, and evening walks. I cooked for five hours straight and then read Blackout for almost that long. I napped under trees with kittens curled up by my side. I listened to chattering birds and tended the herb patch and watched a Bourne movie without even ever figuring out if it was the second or third. I baked bread twice and drank a total of about three pots of coffee.
I thought a lot about London.
I saw the same rabbit three mornings in a row.
And I slept with the windows open.