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So my lovely nail technician is finishing off another client.

The Polish chatter with a child who wants to be anywhere else other than nail salon today is a universal language.

There is the songs coming from the YouTube tv: it goes straight to the …

To me it is noise. The padam padam of the beat detracts from the rap.

The next song is better: more tuneful, with distorted lyrics. I am surely glad not to be seeing the screen

So what do I do: I open my prayer app and while all the noise is happening… I pray.

I enter into the contemplative prayer time I have learned this year; my breath slows, my ears close ( well not so much close but stop impinging noises)

My eyes close and I am

I wait, upon the Lord

As I wait for Ana