I’m home for lunch: a peanut butter sandwich and a large glass of milk. Oreo cookies. Pringles. I’m on the porch watching a sailboat zip by. The wind is brisk under the blue skies. There are a few big clouds and the air is clean, like when you stick your head in the freezer and suck in air through your teeth.
Back from work: I feel swallowed up in the house, but I’m not sure why, except that I’m anxious to see Annie and I have ninety minutes before going to her place, so I’m typing. I shaved again after work and took another shower.
Perhaps of interest to myself: My favorite biblical passage is as follows:
And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness.
Genesis 1:4
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It was sunny all day and every
