The deer. They are sharing.
Or maybe, hey, I don't eat that much. Today there seems to be plenty out there. A little chard. A few eggplants. And lots of tomatoes on the ground. They knock them off while munching the leaves. We can work around that.
And I think I am OK. A little stiff. But OK.
Maybe because I need to be OK. And I really want that.
And most probably, I think, it was just a little twist. And I am in fairly good shape. Worth the effort then.
When you feel better after not feeling good, well, it's like this. I'm grateful. It's hot as hell and I don't care. And there are three more squares than there were yesterday.
I am floating without the sea.