Make the word of the morning, intinction, as I just read it in a poem I didn't finish, and came here to celebrate the word and you if you will, for I don't know where the day will go. I'll say I like the word, and the action of the word, how it imbues my mind, yet also by association conjures extinction, which imbues my mind too, and the world. But we are all ok in our apartment up here, a little family, two people and a cat who grows fonder with us by the day.