Routine

I embrace the routines and habits and rituals of day-to-day life. How else can one navigate the arbitrary tragedies and uncertainties of life? When the big picture is unpredictable, it helps to keep the small picture manageable. So this morning, as often, I'm off to do early morning errands, grab coffee, come back to work.

Even Sketch, our rat terrier, appreciates the security of routine. Between 3 and 5 in the morning, after spending the night curled up against a pillow on the divan, he hops onto our bed, comes up to our pillows and waits to be let in under the covers, after which he curls up against his favorite human anatomy, H's feet. Sketch knows what comfort is.