day 260 “A guy in a silver pickup truck just pulled up and took our old couch.” Its pale gold color bleached even lighter by the sun but he didn’t notice or care. I had gotten used to the position of the couch in the front yard facing the road. I thought about setting up a projection screen across the road and having a drive-in movie night, without the drive or the long looping line to order popcorn and drinks. We could still recreate it. The couch, however, was central to the plan.