I asked him what he was looking at. “There was a guy deported back to Iran from Great Britain. He was killed back there. And you?”
“Goats with sweaters” I said, and showed him my Instragram feed. Where there was a goat with a sweater. My feed is mostly goats, miniature Highland cows and bird recovery. And my totally impressive friend (who’s sixty) doing her yoga handstands.
I don’t need too much reality these days. I read the news, sure, and pay attention to what’s going on. I can’t help it. I call it “picking at the scab”. It would be better to leave it alone entirely, but it itches.
However, there’s still the fact that goats in sweaters are pretty cute. Foro and I are in complete agreement on that.