Looking for my friend Paul’s light. When I am in my comfy chair, I can see sky out my “living room” windows and out my “bedroom” window I can Paul’s living room window and lamp. Everyone else keeps their blinds down. It makes me happy to see his light on and know that I am not the only person left in the Asylum. After almost a year of this shit, it doesn’t take much to make me happy.
I am supposed to be on a panel to ask questions of a speaker on Friday morning. I would normally say “I don’t do that anymore.” But, the guy who was in charge seemed to be rather desperate. The topic is: Data and Defeat – How FICINT Can Prepare You For Future Conflict. Now, seriously folks, this is an Asylum for the Aged. Think I am going to need to take my game to the next level to even stay awake during the thing.
Gratitude
Grateful for slightly longer days.
Today’s weather was a repeat of yesterday’s. More little icy snow. And gray. Plus cold.
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