SHIELDS

I guess I am writing the sort of book that gets written despite everything I do not to write it, such as buying an expensive purse. No, I didn’t buy the purse, but I had the urge, and I wanted something to contain it. The small pockets of my jacket couldn’t hold it, even when I’d layered jacket over jacket. I am sure other people feel like they have broken in to someone’s house even when they have not broken anything. Actually, I have broken something, and I should manufacture a bracket to replace it. Then I can hang what shields me at night from the motion-detecting light that is most active between 3 and 5am, when nothing I can see is moving.