Good morning.
I have no idea why I’m up so early, but it seems my brain was anxious to engage in nonsensical thoughts about long ago and far away. Or maybe it was some unforeseeable future that couldn’t actually happen but is still worrisome.
May as well get up and start my letter to Charlie.
Good morning. I’m up. Sounds like someone is awake upstairs, too, which will make it easier to get ready to leave.
The calendar informs me that today is Fry Day... Good Morning!
Thee forecasters are calling for 102 today and 107 tomorrow... will they be richtig?
Another addition to the Four Train for me:
Wordle 384 4/6
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