All of the joints in the arms and legs and back are stiff at this sleepy awakening
late night friday, late morning saturday. Quid pro and so forth.
Get up, clothing. It is chilly. Silly chilly, the bed was warm, away from the bed is cold.
cooler.
The bathroom is cold, look forward to the summer now, the cusp of the year is passed, the shortest day is long gone.
No, the filthy cold February and March with it's winds is yet to come and spread despair and misery.
No, "I feel good" -James Brown mid seventies, some time ago now.
start the saturday rolling, the son is on the computer, AGAIN, minecraft, chatting with friends.
make coffee, it is really late now
really#
Grey sky, snow on the roofs
the day running in circles
Look at the news
"Executive orders, impatient deals, stupid remarks. Incompetence in a position of power, turning the awe and respect before the president into a running joke".
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