Yesterday passed in a blur. Last evening, Miles had an engagement to play with a band at an outdoor affair. He, weary from the demanding workweek, and I, not of the mind to spend a Friday night alone, spent most of the day eager for rain. Alas, it came and showered us all with reason enough not to venture out of doors.

Obstinacy plied us with coffee and kept us from pursuing an early night. I began my day today sometime after 11—true, I projected flames of seeming wakefulness before 9, but they were quickly extinguished as I caught sight of the yet unmade bed in passing.