I feel a bit like Vonnegut's Billy Pilgrim. Unstuck in time. Floating from moment to moment - not my "normal" - but the last half dozen years - politics, covid, becoming medicare-age, losing friends and family to the GQP, etc. have really done a number. I sit in meditative state on my own shoulder, observing.

Well, enough for now - off to "do things". I don't plan much, I just react to the moment's needs. I always tended that way, now it seems to dominate. Hi ho.

L8R all.