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.