Overslept this morning, not complaining, treasuring the rest, pleased with provided blessings presented at Sacred Heart noon mass, preceded by a Holy Hour in a quiet quant sacred adoration chapel. Before mass, there he was, the one and only, J. Ivan Prcela greeting me as if we had known each other for a lengthy period of time. He was full of news, upset with his publisher. His just released autobiography is not being distributed to his liking. He dispensed with many words, handing out papers before losing himself to mass. I am touched by the blessing. Admiring the fact God is introducing legitimate intellectuals into my life. God is good and all giving. Tomorrow, Ash Wednesday, the start of a cleansing fast, will kick off with a structured faith emboldening gathering at St Clare. Preceding will be mass. Following will be a noon mass at St Paul Shrine to meet with my Cuban poet friend. She has a gift for me. Once again, God is good and all giving. I almost forgot to mention a feasting delight. Two days in a row, Casa Dolce has spoiled me with a lamb shank in truffle sauce over a hearty risotto. I have been unable to conduct a photo shoot due to the brisk business constantly going on. It seems I am not the only one appreciating the excellence of the fine Italian bakery and café. The feasting was topped off with a prune paczki and coffee.