Groupies

Only about THREE hours of sleep.


Black cat. White human. Grey hair on both.
Black cat with grey hair in her ears
"To heck with my groupies.
I object to forced selfies"
Yikes. Blame the crossword, news junkie video fix, late night end of the Taco Time meal, and generally ragged angst. 


I could have gone back to bed but somehow, even though therapy appointment was later than usual, body was afraid of missing it. 


I finished my aborted merch purch from the other day. Masks, a phone holder I can put my phone in to Zoom hands free, an accessories bag and a polo shirt. Boy will I be sporting the brand. I wish I had a source for more provocative masks too.


I finished the last of my alumni interviews of applicants. It feels like they gave me every kid with an amazing story. Odds are long and these will do great wherever they wind up, and.

Then there are chores. It did not occur to me in my protesting youth that i should aspire to enough financial wherewithal to pay someone to do chores. Now to various writing tasks, never mind the late hour.


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