slow moving morning, easily distracted by cats, snacks, old essays in the new yorker - planning to write to do list - maybe later this evening; also writing a series of devotionals that take place on other planets - usually about crustaceans with day jobs and step children - my earliest memories seem to involve watching Wagon Train while my grandfather slept on the couch - there was no air conditioning then and I was left alone with fly swatters : kids these days - I can remember when coke was $1.20 a bottle
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