I started watching, this morning, the movie Cléo from 5 to 7. I’ve always wanted to watch it, because I like the title, but I’ve never made the effort to do so until now, and happened to think of watching it today only because it came up on the TV, as a suggestion, while I was scrolling through the various apps or streaming services after I’d sat down on the couch in A.’s and my living room, here in Wyoming, and had picked up the remote and had aimed it at the screen and had started clicking buttons somewhat aimlessly, or indifferently, because I was in that kind of mood, which is to say a bored or restless or ‘nothing’ mood, and wasn’t really intending to find something to watch anyway, but was only going through the motions of an activity that I suppose I’ve acquired through habit.