Worked until 2 AM last night--the timing was critical--then until 8PM this evening, gradually easing back into normal hours. This evening I take my rest more leisurely than usual--most of the chores can wait until tomorrow--as I recover from the intense expenditure of energy over the past couple of days.

The refrigerator's mechanical breathing hums in the other room. I am filled up from a meal of tomato soup and tortillas. I can hear my mother in a telephone conversation downstairs. My brain is pleasantly numb. Exeunt.