plot-less in San Diego

03/22/2023 3 By BuddyCushman

Pretty seriously under the weather this morning. My mind feels like crinkled up wrapping paper and cellophane. My Morning Pages, if released to the public, could be a one-way ticket to the funhouse.

Interesting quandary of going with the flow when the flow don’t want to go. With scheduled, they say, possibly even sunny breaks in the hanging through the winter and into spring rain out there. When my lopsided recliner is calling my name. Quite insistently.

And I don’t have even the simple energy for rolling the dice.