A day of nothing memorable but many small & large joys. Most of all, a heartfelt conversation with an old friend who is wise, insightful, funny, kind, & who knows me, so what she says is always valuable. Didn't recognize one of my child students, who I hadn't seen in a few years & who is now 17 years old; now I remember the baby face behind the almost adult face. Karate practice: polish polish polish. Time to read & think. A pasta dish full of fresh vegetables to go home to, unless Johnny ate it all, but I'm betting he didn't. The sun is out. A different bike route to the west side, with different pleasures. Nothing special & all of it's special.