I wrote a whole record I guess

Yesterday I did the laundry and hung it out on the line, submitted a warranty request for my leatherman and packed it up for shipping, and did a turn through the garden and picked a whole pile of beans. I watched more Hilda, and started Good Omens. We did the crossword. Food is still a bit weird but I’m coping. Pushing fluids. No further pain flares. Bizarre dreams of touring with BNL and playing an old bird taxidermy warehouse in Seattle.