No Reservations

It is a quiet Monday.

The house is still.

Larry has meetings all day and I find myself

at odds, trying to decide what chores to do first.

Libby is resting.

Her leg gave her much trouble this weekend,

and sleep was at a minimum.

Her surgery is scheduled for December.

It is a white Monday....

Void of inspiration,

energy

and sound.

I think that I shall slip in the CD from the movie

NO RESERVATIONS...

have you heard it?

Take a deep breath....

Sourire pour moi ?

Love you.

Me