I would like sometimes to rest, to be at peace, to choose a nook, a love, and engroove myself in it — to make a final selection.

As the day passes away, and body clocks begin to stutter, there are also physical assaults with Zimmers locked in combat like the horns of fighting stags.

But now there is tuna from small, family-run companies that ply the Pacific, mostly off northern California, Oregon and Washington, and catch the fish using rods with unbarbed hooks, not vast nets, so there is no unwanted “by-catch.”

The ink splattered blottoes on the wall. The door closed precipitately. Screaming, Told those monkeys to stay out unless I said come in! The door opened and the jet brunette with the perfect profile minced in wearing a look of critical suffering.