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cough drops.
God says stop consuming disaster porn and trying to combat the emerging police state. Find my own space and create what I want. Easier said than done. Seems kind of passive aggressive too. Doing yoga while the world goes crazy.
It's hot. Have a summer bed on the floor. It's cooler but not soft enough.
I just got a favorite on Twitter for something I had only posted for a few minutes; it was something I wrote. Then when I went to look for who had done it, it vanished. It's gone. What?
I think I did all I could today. It just wasn't very much. They keep upending the places I go. There were some nice outdoor tables I liked at a place I go. Then they changed them. The new umbrellas didn't work, so they got new ones that also don't really work, and they seem to trap the heat, not like the old cotton ones. Ugh!!!!
Last night I had to listen to the worst music someplace I went. They played the soundtrack to Where In The World Is Carmen Santiago. I feel discouraged.
