Reset Forty-Nine, Day Eighteen

It was not quite dark when I woke from my Saturday evening nap, and I found myself sad, as I often do when waking up that time of day. Following a second breakfast I began preparing the large meal I'd planned with things I'd bought Friday. It was something that spent a long time on the stove, so I didn't actually eat until after midnight, and of course I made myself logy and have been nodding off ever since.

It's getting very close to the summer solstice. Not looking forward to summer and its heat.

The nights have been strangely silent here lately. No crickets, no mockingbird. There doesn't even seem to be as much traffic as there used to be, nor as many trains passing through the town. For being in the middle of a busy neighborhood this place can feel awfully isolated. Or maybe I'm just less aware of things around me than I used to be. My brain might die before I do. But if it does I don't see how I could know it. Maybe I already don't, huh? ::no crickets::


( Sunday Verse )