Quiet.  In all respect and on all fronts.

Went to store down the street, bought some sparkling berry water for which I had the most persistent of craving.

Much to hot to run, so can’t do that.  Thinking of going around 7 or so….  Then, another part of me says take the day, don’t run, and do everything in your bloody human power and semi-discipline.

Keep getting distracted.  By news, email alerts, something around the desk, something.

Going to scribble in journal a bit, break from these keys.  Enjoy my water… detach and depart for a bit, even thought I did just technically get back from lunch.