Book of Longing
Leonard Cohen

Back on Boogie Street – A perfect morning in early autumn: You wake late in your chilly apartment, pull a sweatshirt over your pajamas, brew a pot of coffee, sit in the big and comfy living room armchair beneath a lightweight quilt, let Keeper the Cat curl in your lap, find yourself devouring a book of Leonard Cohen’s poems and, every now and again, look up from the satisfied pages to see Robert Charles typing away on the laptop at his desk. And you realize, as Robert concentrates and the cat purrs and you swallow another sip of good, hot coffee and turn another eager page that you long for nothing more, nothing more in the whole wide world.