It’s getting desperate! Absolutely nothing to write about! I’m reduced to a photo of the salad I ate.
And waiting for rain. I even did some apt. laps, I was that desperate!
It’s fine, tomorrow I’ll go to Avdi’s and do the garden and Shabbat things. When the Gkids descend, I’ll look back in disbelief at all the time-killing I could do.
Killing time is the enemy, when there’s so little of it left to kill. It saps your soul and leaves you feeling empty and purposeless. At least doing busywork for others makes you imagine you’re useful to someone, or forget you’re a thing of their past.
Too much? I rest my case!