I am in one of my rare, non-numb, non-just-thoughtful, but actually good, moods.I don't know why, but so it is, and it has so far lasted all of today. I slept well last night, came to work, so far have been productive, and had a fantastic lunch at the Faculty Club. Some paperwork, analysis of brains, and other good stuff. It's not like my life is perfect, but I somehow don't mind any of the things missing or broken. I have absolutely no trace whatsoever of a headache, my feet don't hurt, and my neck does not feel sore. The weather is decent, and everything seems to be going as it should be in my life.
Licenced to SIGKILL
For Pi Day Today/To Eat and Park With A Friend/Ate More Than My Fill
The home has roots, the wind beats its retreat to the corners of my realm.The garden in back is very pretty, as I pretend to be duke.The sky is warm…
A chair. My eyes move open, the sound of ten thousand raindrops, beads moving across a table, pearls or cheap gems, their surface carelessly…