Happy Father’s Day to my dad. Wish you were here to talk.
Four Tuesdays ago, she moved out. Four Wednesdays ago, I woke up alone in the house for the first time.. Four weeks is a month, sometimes.
I thought the 26th of May was the anniversary of Hands Across America. I was in it, at College Park Maryland, USA. But, this morning I realized it was the 25th.
Getting the date wrong kinda pulled the rug out from under this post, which I’ve had planned for a week or so. The BBC has been advertising a special podcast and I’m sure they were saying the 26th the whole time.
Anyway, I participated in Hands Across America, and it was pretty cool.
In other news, there was an eclipse of the moon this morning. Who knew? I didn’t. I generally keep track of these things, and was quite surprised. I did my morning exercises, I saw the full moon. I took the dogs for their walk, and watched it become a half moon. Quite impressive. I have witnesses in case you don’t believe there was an eclipse. It’s probably just ending as I type this.
Anyway, I seem to be way off the mark for everything today. On a break from reality. So wish me luck getting through the day unscathed!