I just lost my grooming habits but I’m
finally well-written. The weather conditions
are always surprising and the clouds are
grape-colored with slits of lost memory
that remind me of the dead guy with his
brains splattered in Saw who turns out
not so dead. Spoiler alert. I’m slow at
everything today. It was the first lengthy
conversation we’ve had on the telephone.
Slow at work? I have a very mild cold.
