i'm waking up after sunup thinking thanks, penny lu ,for letting me sleep in a little. i'm going into the bathroom thinking of penny lu brushing my legs and murring, wanting to get on the sink for a drink before running to the kitchen. the sun makes me think of penny lu, waking, remembering, loving, and dying. and now by the time i go to look at the sun, it's already left the courtyard on the way across the sky, but i know it's we who are traveling around the sun.