Cloistered.

October 8, Benld.

We've been hibernating under the unperturbed rain.
Fridman watched movies then drifted off to sleep and then took off with friends, Dylan was sweet as he and Nicolas spent all day inside without even getting cartoons as a compensation for the lock-down. Sometime in the early afternoon (I think, I soon lost track of the hours as if they didn't count anymore) they fell asleep with me on the sofa and later I carried Dylan to his crib and stayed with Nicolas as he amused himself with books and cars and trucks and more cars and trucks.
I did manage to read some.