I woke up late and proceeded to go through the motions of
a regular day but while the lights were on, nobody was
home. I had to conclude that my mind went A.W.O.L. on me.
This has happened on occasion and usually doesn’t last
Knowing it was going to be a clear morning then storm in
the afternoon I went to the garage to grab some yard tools
and get some work done only to discover the keys were still
on the kitchen table. So going back into the house and
having a cup of coffee made me realize I forgot why I came
The rest of day has been like that having me functioning
but not near 100%. I thought of making some phone calls to
see if anyone knew where my brain went but didn’t because
I wouldn’t do well in a straightjacket. A short while ago
my brain returned slightly foggy with my tongue feeling
like I had ingested a quantity of salted in the shell
I was glad it returned. Then looking into the news blurbs
on various news sites I was wishing it would go away again.
Black Lives Matter are planning several “protests” this
weekend, Hilary’s lawyers are trying to get her out of
testifying at a civil hearing, a naked baby girl was found
by a 9-year-old in her backyard, and Arlington National
Cemetery has had to send PSAs telling people not to play
the Pokemon game amongst the tombstones.
But my mind is back, the storm went elsewhere and my
friend, the man in the moon made a appearance. He didn’t
have much to say, but he did come out for a short chat.
Enjoy the rest of the day.
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