I did not know

A gentle week, mostly.

The hum is back, quieter. I panicked when it started returning and Jonah pointed out, mildly, that nobody had promised it was permanent.

Taste changed and she wrote three pages about it.

Went past the shop I always go into and simply did not go in. Not resisted. Did not occur to me. I stood outside for a moment afterwards trying to work out what had happened.

I miss looking forward to dinner. I did not expect to have to write that sentence and I do not know what to do with it.

The quiet is not the same as peace. It has left a space, and the space has other things in it that I had been keeping the noise on top of.

Buenas noches.