The day before Easter. I am wondering if I might climb that mountain tomorrow. Maybe.
It is a nice day, cool. I feel pretty good.
Doing nothing. Watching Tim Robbins on Inside the Actor's Studio. It's hard to turn away from this kind of thing. But here I sit, not dressed, nothing. Drinking coffee, eating shredded wheat bites.
I just reread my little playlet and I like it. I think it is better than I did before. I also think there is some hope for my short stories. I am getting back some confidence in myself.
Paying bills. Not simple. I don't even have that many but I never put them in the same place twice. Or not often, anyway. I even have a drawer for them but ...
I walked today and I became tired. I sat in a hot bathtub for a while tonight. I don't seem to be be going anywhere, really, today, but I did get my bank account reconciled and paid some bills. This always feels good.