I’m sitting at my table in the new apartment, having finished a reading session on the couch. My coffee’s beside me, I’ve got a window to my right, and if I lift my gaze from the iPad screen, I see a bookshelf carrying my favorite books, as well as a lot of vinyl records. There’s music coming out of my, for this room, oversized speakers, only somewhat tarnished by the fact that I’m playing from Apple Music rather than spinning a record – the movers trashed my beloved Dual CS-5000 so I’m down a record player at the moment.

Things could be worse, this dreary Sunday morning. Have a good one, folks.