The Prophet David Byrne was right. I DO keep asking myself, “How did I get here?”
And yet, here I am.
I ran past the Baptist church on the way out only to remember today is Wild Game Day, at which they’re cooking exotic animals and road kill. I think it was covered somewhere in Ecclesiastes.
You know it’s a windy day here when an aluminum can is racing you along the trail. Today was one of those days. Not much to report. Tried to keep hr down but it didn’t particularly want to. But easy the whole way with a lot of strolling.
Wild game smelled reallllly inviting on the way back. Been too long since I’ve had Panda on a Stick I reckon.
Sort of fun in a letting the days go by kind of way.
Same as it ever was …