Huddled In The Safety of a Pseudo Silk Kimono Wearing Bracelets of Smoke, Naked of Understanding

Good Morning. I’ve been awake off and on for the better part of the night. I was kept awake with chest congestion problems, barely able to breathe or rest comfortably. So I have an appointment to see my new family physician for the first time, since he took over my old family doctor’s practice. Should be interesting.

I’m drinking coffee in anticipation of a day that doesn’t want me to be productive, but I’m determined to outwit it, somehow. Dishes are already half done. Superintendent might stop by to inspect the water leak seeping up through our kitchen floor tiles. Doctor appointment the same morning I called about it. Bills I need to pay. Rent. Stuff is getting done.

Coffee date with one of my PB playmates tomorrow night, to go over what might NOT become the fourth and final draft of our press statement/letter of recommendations to the Councillor.

Still haven’t finished the dishes or the laundry. Today. Absolutely today it all gets done.

And if I have anything left, I may do some writing, which I haven’t been able to do this morning due to distraction by Chest Muck Plague III.

If not writing, I may just play a game or read a book. I have quite a few on the go that I should remedy. I read soooooo sloooooooowwww these days.

No art, design work or music in the works at this moment. Just focused on PB and writing, not necessarily in that order.

Time to get some socks on. Floors are cold today, because Panthers must have a partially-open window to blow cool air through their furs. *sigh* We are owned by these house panthers, I tell you. If ever the aliens really do take over the planet, I won’t notice, because I’m already in the thrall of panthers.

Thank you for reading. Talk to you soon,


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