I think cats always realize how amazing they are.
Elen has an early shift today. She has grumbled out the door.
It seems I always have an early shift and I’m always grumbling. How did that evolve, I wonder?
I was contemplating that while I was making the bed and treating my lungs to the steroid. How did I get so far from where I thought I was going?
Food for thought. Maybe a journal entry will help me solve that riddle.