Hamsters

[perhapsy]

Today there was an added stillness in the quiet. The snow has slinked away and thank goodness for that (I have a very sore bum that will gratefully accept the ugly gravel for its firm grip on my sole/soul?). Today there was a bit of the library, like a pet shop full of hamsters. These are curious critters. They work away desperately at their wheels when there is nothing but grids before them, and the next step, and the next. Maybe there is an illusion of going some place, the exhilaration of effort. (Maybe it's not such a bad thing being a hamster. Life can be very simple?) But we are still us, unfortunately, only less cute than them.

Tomorrow is Sunday. I will be happy with a bit of holy after this week.