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Thought of her earlier today. I left my house at around 4am, I just wanted to walk around my city. I came across this park. I knew I had to have been out for at least a few hours at that point because it was light out and I could hear the murmurs of people going about their day. Sat on the closest bench, where in front of me there was a middle aged woman was playing fetch with her dog. I was too far away to see her face, and I also couldn't decide how I wanted to picture her. She seemed poised, but beyond that I didn't know. Curmudgeonly? Content? I wasn't sure. Then I accepted that I didn't have think about that, instead I just continued watching her and her dog. It was a pretty scene tbh, and as I sat there I was overcome with serenity. So I thought of ken. Usually I don't think about her, because I don't think about anything nice or beautiful. I rarely get the chance to delight in my thoughts. My life is governed by stress, fear and loneliness. Today, at least for 10 minutes, I was delivered.