It emerges that for a long time now that evenas friends, m and I have not owed each other explanations of any sort. Infact, we don't owe each other anything. Except maybe a certain Soseki bookof his that is still somewhere in my house. I hate being the last to know,but upon realizing that knowing doesn't really matter, my whole worldis beautiful. Life is good.
Life goes on.
Gen's gone, Margie will leave in afew weeks and Christi will leave in August. It seems TKH is thefirst of the MHS mainland bunch to arrive home. I found out by accidentand I hardly care. Summer's unpredictable that way. And I like it fine.