Reset Thirteen, Day Eight

Thursday involved a lot of sleeping, the last of which spilled over into Friday. Other than that I don't remember much. I tried to finish a novel I'm reading but kept almost falling asleep. Maybe I'll finish it before going back to sleep now, but I'm not counting on it. Almost falling asleep and then waking up again meant I got to enjoy lots of hypnagogia, and I recall that I came up with a number of interesting phrases that I wanted to remember, but I forgot them all.

The long range weather forecast is now saying that October 10, a Saturday, could have a high of only 70 degrees, with a 50% chance of showers. Something to look forward to. Perhaps I'll have enough energy to start walking over to the plaza again once it starts getting that cool, but again it's something I'm not counting on. It was the most exhausting summer I can remember, and it might take a long tome to recover from it, if I ever do.

I am making so many typos tonight that I'm spending half my time fixing them. It's getting tedious. I should try to sleep some more.