It has been a quiet day, remarkable for the circumstances that last
night I slept erratically, awoke at 9 a.m., fell asleep at my 
father's desk at 11 a.m. and slept intermittently for three hours. 
Then spent about 2 hours sitting in a chair on the kitchen lawn, 
day-dreaming and reading. Now making notes for additional sonnets, 
with little fervor, wondering whether, after I leave on Monday 
morning, I will ever get back. 
I hope you are well and have a safe flight.