This week I actually went out. With some guys.  To a sports bar.  I sat and watched a game and drank a beer and eat potato skins.

I think the cops are onto the shortcut I’ve discovered that goes right back the urgent care place that rejected by check.

I went jogging at 6am.  Well, 6:10am.  Without the dog.  Sometimes you have to unplug from “real life” and plug into being alive.