above and below and everything slurking in between. we came back from the bookstore and the cats were near together in bed. penny was sleeping by my island zombie book on the table yesterday. they like to lay on crystals as well. these cats have been living up here like 12 years. they seem content though they will head for an open door. we say you don't want to go out there—it's a pandemic! we get a taste of how it would be to live an entirely indoor existence in the end of historic pandemic. but we can go outside anytime. and if we stay alive the cats will not suffer nor even register the pandemic. they'll always be a tranquil refuge. they were in the pandemic world once. like us they're refugees. we give thanks for their calm solace and this place elevated place of refuge.