These past few months, I've been relishing my time at home. It gives me the chance to be spontaneous about dinner plans or their lack, to sort out and rearrange things at leisure, not under the press of time, and to appreciate spaces in the house other than my office and my bed. For instance, this spot on the railing leading up to the third floor, the dancing people sculpture which fits there just right, and seeing it when the light makes them look like they're really dancing. Being laid off is not all bad.