I ate enough, today.
I wrote, today: I made good progress on the next poem.
I didn't go out, except briefly on the back steps this afternoon to have popcorn. Out another day, then.
Today I was...okay.
Reading John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath, a story of my country having a very hard time, while my country (and most of the world) is having a…
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