we have stepped delicately, deliberately, with the merest suggestion of shyness, through this couple's dance, all of which i was ignorant to, till the threat of an un-partnered fifth. i cherish the oft-clumsy early evenings accelerating into the free-wheeling night & the disconsolate early next-day auto-pilot partings. i, faithless, reliable--have i changed an iota?
i want to do nothing but eat-sleep-read-books-yet-to-be-published-cat-watch. i have no higher ambition.