at seven in the morning

the curtains are not drawn and dark and so monsoon light comes in.  grey, as it always is in June.  by standards, it is already late and W* is licking my hand with the patient look of a toilet-trained dog.  i will be leaving again in less than 24 hours.  arrangements have been made.  all that is needed, to pack by number:  two places, two different temperatures.  after the ISSI and the R*, i will have to remember the tickets for the musical play.