i'm baaack!

 And so I returned to the Apartment of No Regrets. And apparently no memories either. I had totally forgotten the coral chairs in the hall, the sheets on the bed, the new coffee filter in the chemex and the other things I had prepped for what I believed would be a procession of guests while I was in Hawaii. I never dreamt that I would be gone for almost four months. But here we are. The things that were meant to go to Block Island fill a closet, and the things meant to go to Missouri fill another. Plus the coral chairs Barb found on the street. And the clock has stopped.