I'm down at Janice's, the neighbor lady from whom we learned horse care and riding skills. I think I'm supposed to help her with the horses. Some of the horses are familiar from old days. But she is focused on some horse-grooming task, and not telling me what to do.

I think I pick up a dish and put it in the sink. I wonder what the undercurrents are here. I heard (in real life) that she divorced her husband, and had been kind of mean and erratic. I wonder if she is a candidate for dating; I always thought of her as older, but... she isn't that much older.

(in real life, um, no attraction to Janice... but I saw some horses together in a field today, and thought fondly of them.)