Don’t know what’s going on inside this head of mine, but haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in a week. Bad dreams, coughing, more bad dreams. Rolled out of bed later than usual, got a slow start at the keyboard, and eventually gave up and went to the movies.
Did manage to get a letter written to D. I’ll get that in the mail come Monday. Meantime, need to get back at the long piece and start hacking away again.
Haven’t been to the gym in three or four days. Too beat up from the cold or whatever it is. Still feeling pretty punk, but don’t think I can put it off any longer. Makes me crazy, not going. Only exercise I seem to get anymore, and one of the only excuses to get out of the house.
Gotta try and finish the Woodward book in the next two days. Can’t have it contaminating my mind any longer.
Snow flurries coming down tonight. Kinda pretty. Dodged a big snow last week but, who knows, maybe something unexpected will drift in. Be nice to see some white on the mountains. An excuse to snowshoe next week.
Game on tonight. Maybe I’ll watch a little of it.