It's been a sweaty day wherein not much got done.
There has been much interacting with screens.
Right now, the offspring are throwing a ball in our small living area.
Earlier, I wrote something in a place I love to go to, so that was good. This place, Prima (by Prune), has become my favorite writing place during the week--big open tables, hardly anyone there, good drink, decent although limited pastries, good music, a friendly bearded guy running the counter--he brought me water when I didn't even ask for it.
|They clear all of this stuff for the morn/afternoon computer users.|
We really needed to be saved from ourselves.