Smile, it is mid-day, the sun is streaming through my office, the Princess Lenore is stirring from her noon nap, withdrawing  as she does in the middle of the day. Lenore is tired from her relentless pursuit of love and food. Today she loved me, Maria, the UPS driver, a child on his bike, a woman at the post office, Connie in the bookstore, three children playing in a corner. And the day is only half over.