r. said our little boy's in the closet. what does that mean, i said, is he sad? he might be, r. said, and then he came bouncing out and did his little squeal and rolled around on the bed with palpable pleasure. and then i had to squeeze and palpitate him til he squealed again. r. turned on krishna das from the day after the capitol riot, we're here until we're here he said but let's put that aside, [put aside judgement, put aside fear], and he began chanting and playing the harmonium, and r. lit a piñon piece in an abalone shell and walked through the rooms, and penny came and laid by me in her rocking chair and jasper went and laid in my place of sleep to sleep his own sleep and here we are, it's cold outside, i stepped on the fire escape, but it's cozy and warm in here.