The radio is turned on, rain laps at the guesthouse’s doors, and the cats fight and chase each other up trees. Someone at the war front dreams of your life.
Like the Ukrainian soldiers on the sunny grass, resting between battles. One of them smiles at the camera, the camaraderie for his fellow men shining through. Video comments tease they are in love with each other.
Last night, you went to sleep without a podcast. You lay in the dark and thought of your favourite things of the day, recounted from daybreak. You fell asleep before you got to midday.