It’s foggy and the East River is choppy tonight. Plenty of rain splashing everywhere. The wind screams. Sometimes loudly. Rain is not content to stay outside, there’s a leak between a wall and window in the apartment. Often need to wring three soaking rags to save the floor. Maintenance can’t come this week. The heat’s not on as filters haven’t been changed. It’s cold tonight. Boxes stand waiting to be moved when a new apartment is found. The night lights from boats coming and going on the dark river inspire. And sipping chamomile tea while watching the river quiets the mind. Placing blankets all around my body in the middle of the bed – a welcoming warmth settles in that spot. Nice! Said a soft prayer for people who are struggling tonight. Said a soft prayer of thanks. I’m not struggling.