eight hours, at least, since i woked up for good, and what, huh, did i do? well, um. ate two cloves of garlic, sliced but raw, took a sweaty bike ride, thanking my lungs for their resilience after several days of suffocation, sleepy. hmm...i...read a book in the sun and re-potted cacti.
a list that would have been amusing but instead reminds me that i should forget all about it. tomorrow, we say, is a new day.
