It’s the morning. I have to get up and get my tea.
I have already spent to much time on Facebook. I don’t understand why I even bother. It gives me a boring home feed. Maybe, that’s because I have my age listed as 105. That’s as old as they will allow. It’s none of their business how old I am.
I will be off to Crossfit. I wouldn’t miss it.
Then I take a trip to San Jose. Or at least, that’s what it says on my calendar.
What day is it?
Who cares?
Fish Eye Farm 