I opened my door a little when I got back from Walmart.
When I took the trash out earlier, I came back in to smell cigarette smoke. The neighbor guy is on oxygen 24/7 and he’s smoking. I can’t get out of here soon enough!
I’m going to fix something to put in my stomach (probably rice pudding, because it’s almost pill time) and then I will try to start my day.
Back from the gym. I’m reading Stephens and Catherwood’s “Incidents of Travel in Central America.” It’s full of scenery and ruins.