stevie.

…and it’s only 7:40. I’m starting to remember what it felt like to be a functioning individual outside of the work day and family obligations. This is good.

I did a lot of reading today, too, although that was not as outside-the-work-day as it should have been. I read some Hitchens and I read about a book vending machine in Hayward. The reading gave my brain a much-needed workout, although I did feel weird about paying much more attention to someone’s work just because he died.

Oh well. Time to chill. Tea tomorrow (hence the cookies).