I have a feeling posts like these are going to be commonplace for a while.
I don't really do much during the day. Cook or bake. Drive to take care of errands for Teva or for the house. Hang out with Dennis. Or hang out by myself. All the while, I feel slightly numbed, but pleasantly so. There's not much to do. I have no sense of urgency. Nothing freaking me out. And certainly not working right now.
Life has—or perhaps I have—set me in a backwater eddy that's peaceful, with very little happening. Julee Cruise could probably provide a good soundtrack to my life right about now. I should listen to her.
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