I slept heavily and deeply last night, despite the temperature, and had the strangest dreams. In IKEA, playing video games, eating ice cream that turned into a wriggling mass of baby rats. And one of my cats was in a sink. I don't know where this shit comes from.
I'm trying to organize my little desk area. One of my biggest problems is my pack-rat tendency ... there's shit in here that i should have thrown away two years ago. One random shoelace? empty envelopes to bills long ago paid? a cork? yeah, junk.
i just found a pair of dog testicles in a jar. strangest things in the strata of my desk.
There isn't really a plan for today ... clean, relax, maybe a trip to trader joe's ... a nice litte break, really.