According to the paper, the golf index today is zero. The quality of air is red alert, which means that if you have lung issues you need to stay indoors. You shouldn't drive your car if you can avoid it. It pollutes, don't ya know.
Nuts to that. Get out of the house. Play golf. Revolt. Stick your tongue out at that wet cement colored sky.
I have a blooming geranium in the kitchen. This is its second winter. I love that geranium.
I think I need my fiction writing group to do an intervention. They should come to my house, knock down the front door, shout profanities at me, and make me cry. Make me write a sentence. Somebody, make me write a sentence of fiction.
Save me from myself.
Did I say I've kept a geranium blooming for two years running?