
It's nearly September, and the darkness creeps in earlier. Where did your time go ? You had another day of sitting in front of screens. You didn't speak to a soul for ten hours. But you texted your arse off and got pulled into the time-sucking Facebook.
You made a list of things not to do today, and then, by day's end, you'd done them all.
Ate potato chips.
Drank wine.
Fell asleep watching telly.
10 Hershey's kisses.
There was a plan, but it felt good just not to.
My To-Do LIst turns into an alternative Oh Well.
Mostly I will do everything I can,not to despair. The best course of action seems to be Distraction. not thinking and not doing what I am supposed to do feels like treating myself. Hence, Covid Hair.
I know I am going to be responsible. I know I will follow through and get things done. But there has to be a Covid HAir don't give a shite day. Wouldn't you agree? Let's buckle down, be disciplined, dedicate ourselves to what we believe in, and engage. But if we are unable to leave Dodge for whatever reason, for God's sake, eat a cookie. Be a mess. You most certainly have my blessings.
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