I’m not going to talk about where I am, what I’m doing right now.
It’ll be something for later this week.
I’m sitting listening to Johnny on PFP.
The praise of going to Mexico this coming winter is very promising.
That said, even something easier is proving very taxing at this point.
I’d just assume be home, watching something on TV.
It is different being able to sort of live like a normal person for a change.
Cutting out the portion of self-pity I was about to allow myself, there. This shouldn’t be a novel thing, but it is for me as an adult.
I’ll probably try to come up with something to use as a real sort of prompt for tomorrow.
But I’m probably going to doze off a bit more, try to enjoy the ride.