That wasn’t the plan
Ok, so when I said “go out on my patio,” apparently I meant “flop down on the couch and take a 7-hour nap.” And now it’s bedtime.
I’m not so sleepy right now, so I took out the trash, picked up the mail, and got some stuff from my car. Walking around at night in the cold reminds me of astro lab—I feel like I should hop on my scooter, ride down to Pomona, open up a dome, and start slewing a telescope around.
Tags: sleep