Not the day I’d anticipated. Right from the start. Disagreed with the preconceived agenda immediately which didn’t necessarily sweeten an already sour mood.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.14.24
It’s not evening. The time I’m writing this. It’s morning. Feels like a Sunday, funny enough. For all you historians of this nonsense. Might be that I’m feeling like a younger man today, all stupid and sick and such.
