I can't get the Beatles' "Lovely Rita, Meter Maid" out of my head.
I wish I could have gone sailing today.
Oh the relentless sunny days reminding me of what I don't do anymore. Like write journal entries on time and remember to post them. It's not that I'm…
Loosing track again. I think I'm running at least a day behind, but behind what I have no clue. And last week I was a day ahead. One would think I'd…
Dinner for breakfast again, following morning at midnight, and a wish to still be asleep. My brain feels like a muddled Miró, comically scary though…