Knitting while waiting for family to come back from their cemetery visit. I suspect they'll be home 1:00 AM.

When I am knitting I automatically go into an altered state of consciousness. My mind becomes still, People I'd long forgotten suddenly appear, like faces on a Skype screen, and talk to me. This afternoon a former librarian I used to know said that she is in dire straits and needs money. A former college student said that he wants to see me again because he is caught in an unhappy marriage. Even sentient animals come to talk to me. A rat that died came and said, "I died two days before Halloween."

Very weird. Still, I don't mind.