January 1, 2018
Itís warm. It seems that way. It may just be the heat seeping through my electric lap blanket. It may be the hoodie Iím wearing. I can close my eyes and drift off on the warmth. That would be good. I remember someone saying that. ďThat would be good.Ē I have nothing else to explain. Nothing to go on about. I should call my mother. I could call my mother. It would be like her to go on about things for a while. That would be one word were it an adverb. It happened a while ago. No, Iím wrong.