The next stop was probably my favorite. People might look at me cross-eyed. "You LIKE to sleep on the floor?" Well...
"Hey, don't gang up on her. If she likes to sleep on the floor, let her!"
Thank you, sweetie. That was Lynn's kitty. We got to be friends. Lynn, a photographer-artist, lives across the hall from my sister Janice, whom I stayed with for 6 days--and my favorite cubbyhole was a corner of her carpeted living room. (She told me I could sleep in the guest room that had a nice bed, but I asked for the living room floor.) I loved to sleep there, because I could lift my leg and prop it up against the sofa if I wanted; or get up and read by the light of the lamp whenever I pleased; or if I wanted walk over to the dining room table and write in my journal. I could do laptop stuff or take a walk or snack...no pressure...
"You mean, at Janice's, you can be a bum, right?""I wouldn't put it like that..."
"Anyone should be allowed to bum around. No one should gang up on anyone if you like it."
Janice took these of me on our "walks"...mostly while I photographed.
Hm; maybe Lynn's cat was right. Maybe I liked bumming around there...!
