Start of another week

A short one. I worked. I got my meds from Target. I ate sn unimpressive steak dinner at Cheers. I came back to the room where I watched part of a movie, listened to dome music, checked out a few magazines to place one of my stories, read Gore Vidal on Somerset Maugham, and started writing this piece.

I did not hear from my PO.

I have now 729 reads of "Death and a Kiss."

For those of you starting the working week, this is for you:

I am tired. Good night.

sch