Put laundry in dryer. Wrote 4th verse piece of day. Yes, about laundry. Still need a verse to read. One that rimes, and that I can read to some café room. Later.
Fasting. Not quite at hour 12, having a popsicle at some point after 11 I think last night.
Thinking of going to bookstore. Get on of the books for the semester. Good idea. Would get me out of the house and be somewhat a productive move. Decided. But, need a shirt. Where’s the one I had on? Oh, next to me. Took it off cuz it’s so fucking hot in here.
Teaching self to write again, and about ME. Not wine, not running, not work, not even writing. ME.