August has been quiet. Heās feeding like he used to again, draining the neighborhood critters during the night, then leaving them to recuperate during the day.
I drew the Nine of Wands today.
August gave me a strange look when he saw it.
āProceed with caution, correct?ā He flipped his green hair out of his eyes and leaned back on the sofa.
āAnd equanimity,ā I added.
āLove, equanimity is bred in to every good Englishman. I live and breathe equanimity.ā
āHm, do you now?ā
āYes.ā
āReally?ā
āAre you trying to rattle me?ā
āMaybe.ā
āWell, proceed with caution, if you know whatās good for you.ā At that he faded into the sofa.