It is February, and number freaks have been raving about the many 2s in today’s date. 2/2/2022. What’s the difference? Still a fucking cold day, with a dozen phone calls, appointments and an arm*length ‘to do’ list. Just tried to get into meditation mood, it didn’t quite work, because I haven’t practiced it in a long time. It’s not exactly like riding a bicycle. Aside from that, romantic, dreamy portraits such as the one here, should describe moods, rather than invite me to explain them.