I must have looked pretty crazy last night in my recliner with big, chunky ear phones and a rolled up magazine and the light on. The beginning of the night was choppy but no bugs. By one I gave up on all the battle gear, turned off the light and slept until six. Felt good.
Something is going on with me but I haven't named it yet. I have some ideas but I'm not sure about any of them. I was flipping around the TV today and came upon the last few minutes of the new version of the Karate Kid. I teared up immediately. Why? Cant's say. Something about the person who isn't suppose to win, winning.
I tried to listen to Caroline today but first Mom called and then there was an emergency broadcast and then a break. I was hoping she'd say something instructive. I guess there is something about Venus going on. None of of it landed.
Made good dinner tonight and wrote a weak post about it. I don't care if it's weak.
I'm writing. I'm writing when I feel like being curled in a ball somewhere. I'm writing when I have nothing to say. Sometime that's good enough. Or not. But. It's what I'm doing.
3 comments:
You are making me itch! I HATE mosquitoes!
Do you sleep in your recliner? My Nana did that because it was the only way she could sleep without pain.
I sleep in recliner for some part of every night. Mostly because that's where I'm reading and/ or watching TV. I sort of wander back and forth from the recliner to the bed.
You are making me itch! I HATE mosquitoes!
Do you sleep in your recliner? My Nana did that because it was the only way she could sleep without pain.
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