It’s extra sunny today, the snow gleaming under a broad blue sky. There’s work going on in another unit and I can hear the guys chatting and laughing and it doesn’t sound like they’re wearing masks.
So that’s cool.
I wrote a little yesterday, but in a floundering kind of way, I’m not sure if the thing that I’ve started is worth continuing. And that’s a problem with writing, isn’t it, because you can never be sure, not until it’s finished, and often not even then. Very fun.
Apparently today is all about sarcasm.
On the plus side my groceries will arrive soon, almost any minute now, and I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to doing big shops at the grocery store, This limits my impulse buys, and, while this pandemic is ongoing, avoids that stressful supermarket shuffle, that constant wariness of people who refuse to maintain six feet of space.
And that’s all I have for you today, nothing to world-changing but at least my brain is going. A little. Somewhat. Enough.
Have a great Tuesday.