. . . . . . . . . . and actually today, this Sunday, I'm planning one of those for a change.
Whether it will happen I'm not certain, things have a way of creeping up unexpectedly.
I still have the cough I brought home from Europe and don't yet feel really well.
Last night's terrible London attacks have been so upsetting yet again.
Today I don't want to hear any news. I may just stay here in the guest room away
from all the sadness of the world.
As cowardly as it sounds, today I am burying my head in the sand.
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