Biked over to the park, ate my pre-made rice and veggie dinner and some mixed berries. Continued reading The Stand. Got eaten by some mosquitoes and nearly run over by the folks playing frisbee golf.
Came home, finished up some more Twin Peaks, tended to said mosquito bites.
Would not have been a bad night, if not for the mosquitoes.
It occurred to me tonight that I’m starting to make singleton plans again.
And you know?
It feels good.
