I am in Delhi now and I am typing this post without my spectacles and it is hard. It is awful and it is crazy. Things are weird and life is weird and people are weird. I am in Delhi, staying with J for a while. Today she made me a little mushroom rice in a clay pot. It was very tasty. We went for a walk around the block and we bought some flowers - pink, white, and yellow lilies and two red roses. The florist gave J a sweet, delicate pink rose. I love flowers in the house. These are now in a vase on the dining table and they look so friendly and pretty! J is working and I look at the flowers as I type this. They say hello to me. Fresh cut flowers are my favorite way of soothing myself. Actually creamy coffee is. I think I will have coffee now.
