I have done the motorcycle thing before. Its part fact part fiction when it comes to the motorcycles. There was only one. There could have been a second and perhaps that will be discussed because that will come as a diary as the story develops. The contents are what are uncertain, too many choices, like the universe.
Today is day 3 without coffee. Day two is day one. There may be a reason for that, maybe not.
Today was marked with headaches and with tiredness. I worked through them because I had more than one reason to be tired, a long swim and weeks of sleeplessness.
The future is not certain, but the requirements for this coming week are few, at least those I can deal with. Those I can't deal with are like leaves in autumn.
Things should get better as far as coffee is concerned with the coming days, but the leaves of autumn will remain.
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