One storm came through around 4:30, and three hours later, another one is beginning. We do need the rain.
A feeling of things ending, and not liking it. Awake early today, trying to self-analyze. A few weeks from a big red number on the calendar, a few weeks from my role changing at work, several weeks since the feral cats stopped coming by our house. Still wearing a mask in public, still can't visit the cats in NJ.
Still have something to do during business hours, still have someone to love, but the something to look forward to is limited to new episodes of Cocaine and Rhinestones and You Must Remember This.
Making an effort to eat less and eat better. When weather permits, taking walks around the neighborhood. One day at a time. One meal at a time.
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