I cannot believe that the day has gone by, and I have accomplished little more than searching the internet. Nothing important, mind you. Just slogging around looking at this and that, listening to new music, checking email. Part of me says, "who cares?" But the rest of me says, " Four hours wasted!!"
Now that it is dark, and none of my chores are done, I guess I will wait another day to be productive. Meahwhile, my book is whispering my name.... and I must answer the call.