Today, ninth day of furlough from work. Is that a fitting word? Furlough sounds akin to holiday and fun.

Shut away. Finding things to do is not too difficult. Books, music, radio, podcasts. I’m sliding into an out of the ordinary way of living. Why worry? As long as food still shows up at the door now and again all is good.

With family, pals, and wisdom, bring on tomorrow!

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