Warschauer Kniefall

I linger congested, still awake only to take my next dose of antibiotic. It isn't only questions of health but the last two mornings and unfolded with the our furnace being paused by serial compromising and freezing in the local gas lines: I have thought of the Ukraine a few times as of late. I am really enjoying the novel from Jens Bjorneboe. I would like to post on such tomorrow at a certain length.