Woke up, as usual, in the wee hours of the morning. I was so restless I decided to do some housecleaning. That occupied my mind for about five minutes. Then my brain froze up. Where does this go? Do I need to keep this? Where can I put this?
So I stopped. I turn this over to my higher power. You know who you are.
All my brain is good for anymore is looking at clouds and leaves and sweetgum balls. Studying sycamore bark. Talking to cats and dogs. Afternoon naps on the front porch.
Everything else is too complicated.
Now where the hell are my car keys?
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