A lime popsicle goes a long way to restoring one's vitality. Not really, but it tasted good.
Went up to Tarrytown tonight to see RT with Bryan and Shirin. Great show. But I got lost on the way back trying to take a short cut that I nearly always mess up. Ooops, I did it again and added an hour on to my return home.
So, out the window goes my plan to write about how I realized I am a risk taker and not so happy about it. I cannot put together any more thoughts. Must play with kitten and sleep.
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