I haven't much exciting to say. But I do want to point out that yesterday, while I was driving home from work, I drove under the overpass that I drive on top of when I'm going to work in the morning. For the smallest time, I felt almost like I was passing right underneath myself. Going to work and driving home all at the same time. A hiccup in the space/time continuum, if you will.
It seems that the repetition of daily life wears on me after a while.
It had nothing at all to do with the fact that I was listening to Pink Floyd at the same time.
DAILY BLISS: casting on a blankie to knit for my nephew-in-the-making (he should arrive sometime in late November)and a good, soaking, tropical rain
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