Only 3:58am. Why am I awake? It’s still two hours before the alarm won’t go off, but I’ll get out of bed anyway.
Gloria will ask what I’m doing today and all I’ve got are quick yard chores, a clock battery to replace and six bills to pay. I could review the ads in my email but there won’t be anything of substance.
Damn but I miss thinking!
I thought our empty nest was a shock, but retirement leaving me with nothing significant will take me out before any virus.
Perhaps it is finally time for that red convertible.