Daily Graces

Suppose the weather was calm, languid imbricated with prisms of iridescent light, the day warm and fresh and blanketed in meaning and tranquility –  the ounces of delight at seeing M’s (haggard, exam-strained) face, after completing the assigned exam reading and lecture notes, after making a Japanese tofu cheesecake while waiting for it to sit. Even for a mere hour or so, but the ridiculous scenes of him constantly fussing over Pedro’s “love handles”, strolling around the neighborhood while exchanging words and time makes me glad for these little pockets of happiness in a somewhat (ordinary)(in ordinary) day.