It's almost noon and I'll be leaving the office soon. They skies are still grey, and my little blue knit cap is drying on the radiator behind me. I was dashing through the heavy curtain of rain this morning and, having forgotten my umbrella at work, I spent the morning in wet clothes. It's allright, though; I ran into Martine on the way here, which was really nice. She was carrying a bagel and coffee and was on her way to the bookstore, and the simple thought of a friend having a quiet day indoors on a rainy day made me feel better. I even managed to grin to a few people who looked at me and my lack of rain gear with raised eyebrows.

I am suddenly full of compassion today. It is so strong that I feel badly for every little morsel of pain I have caused others in the past. It makes me replay scenes in my head with a full heart, it renders me apologetic for the sometimes rude and flippant things I sometimes say, or even write in here. You must forgive this little bunny, who sometimes tries to disguise herself in tigers' clothes. Really I am small, gentle, fluffy and full of love. Full of forgiveness and understanding. Full of wonder and full of hope.