Sometimes I read, but since that causes me to sleep, I tend to set my book on my lap, and I sit and watch the boards of the porch, the trees behind my house and the ground underneath them.  I like to watch the boards of my porch change color very slowly. Sometimes the boards appear to be made of liquid, but that happens after I have been sitting too long.  I sit in a cheap white plastic chair which is quite uncomfortable, but I can sit for hours.  It was never lonely on my porch when I could read without putting myself to sleep, but now Read the rest of this entry »