. . . came in on the overnight.
Wednesday. Sunny; snow slowly melting out of the trees.
Slow, even very slow, morning. Sat for an hour or more in the window, with Tali, then Firefly, on my lap, trying to decide if it’s Me or the World. Or, yanno, both.
Discussed the matter with Tali, and decided, yeah, it’s both, and with Firefly’s help deleted all of the newsfeeds that come directly into my mail queue (with the exception of the local news, which I need for things like, how long is my road going to be closed to southbound traffic?). I have apps. If I feel like reading the news, I know where to find them.
I also ordered some tea, to top off dwindling supply.
Today is more ordering/straightening. I’m thinking stirfry for lunch.
How’s everybody doing this morning? Firefly really wants to know.
Please tell Firefly that I too am contemplating whether it’s me or the World. I have also come to the conclusion that it is both, but haven’t settled on a fix for it yet. But my new office space is coming together and is a pretty color, so that’s nice. In a message to the Author….thank you for sharing your updates. They are often a bright spot in my day. I imagine sometimes it must feel like shouting into the empty spaces of the Internet. But your echoes reach me and give me a smile. And sometimes, I guess, that is all one can ask.