Nothing earth-shaking or foundation cracking or mind shatteringly amazing...
Pinned "Honesty. Open mindedness. Willingness. Moving On. Hanging with Friends and Colleagues, Trying to Make Our Way into and through This." to my wall, above the beautiful red headed yellow bird and flowers and blue sky painting above my computer.
Cut down the Christmas tree in tiny bits and placed said bits in garbage bags.
Emailed about my not-yet-here check. Emailed about a carp. job, upcoming. Called fellow T.D. about our job.
Wrote lyrics to new song, "Comin' Home."
Played guitar and sang a bit. Getting better at being able to just do it, without having to try to get into some state or another.
Read a great article online at The New Yorker. The article was about Scientology(holy fuck that religion is mind bogglingly fucked up and manipulative and like spiraling down the rabbit hole). Very good article. I read the entire thing. "Ooooh. Good for you. Aren't you something!"(quote is said in utterly, awful sarcastic tone).
Good day. Oh, and Mary made this fucking AMAZING meal from scratch. No recipe. Shrimp and Fresh Broccoli with Lemon and Butter Over Pasta. Fuckin'... AMAZING!!!
'Night, Dad.
Mike
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