Woke up to mustard skies this morning and had breakfast on a mat next to a sign that asks that one secure a permit before staging such events. How ridiculous is it that we lay claim on sacred space where grass grows and the soil outlives us? Also, it’s a bit surreal to note that Maika’s married, Gabbie’s a chemist, Ven’s a few year’s away from becoming a doctor and Mm’s back from China! How fast time flies…but anyway, there was sun and we were sixteen again. It’s a shame we didn’t dance like we used to but I guess that’s because the rain didn’t come.