Rainy Sunday passes quickly. Been sitting at the keyboard for most of the day so far, moving pictures around, deleting the dumb ones, pushing the old ones onto the external hard drive to make room for more….
Walk around the block in the drizzle. A slug is crossing the road. A worm is crossing the road. Why? They’re probably wondering the same thing about me. No doubt they too are just out for a little fresh air, some exercise to keep their wormy-sluggishness in order.
Leftover Chinese take-out in the microwave. Roof of my mouth tender from last night’s too-hot-no-patience pizza fest. Immediately after warning the teenager to let it cool before scarfing, this wonderful role-model sat silently cursing herself. Granola for breakfast was a bad choice. May need to medicate myself soon with some ice cream.