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Everything is bleak, it’s the middle of the night

Shawshank, July 10, 2022July 10, 2022

Holy shit! Good morning. In the night there was a huge windstorm, and I assume thunder and lightning, and all that super wonderful stuff that makes it really nice to sleep in.

I was woken up in the middle of the night, with the wind trying to blow through my bedroom window. I had to close the window to get some quiet in the room. Then I peed and climbed back into bed.

When I got up, I looked at the alarm and said to myself the power must have gone out, but since my clock said 7:03, everything was back to normal. So I get up, do my bathroom stuff and feed the cat.

I never looked at the clock. On the stove, I turn on the coffee pot, and head outside to make sure the plants are ok. With the wind, it incorporated into a dream, and I was sure Mr Banana wouldn’t have any leaves left. All the plants are doing good outside.

This is where I look at the phone, it’s 8:45, and I have a couple of texts from the great Crystal. That last when I go and look at the stove clock – blinking 12:00.

Holy cow! I’m two hours behind my day! I quickly do the cat chores, and gather clothing for the laundry, which is going right now.

Happy Sunday y’all!

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