Initial thoughts

I have decided to very slowly creep back into an organized life: all has been chaos but I would like to impose some discipline.
Reading
Music
Cats
Mortality
Writing
Walking
Tea

Mustard Poultices

I have bustled — no, to be honest—slouched with padded foot and sullen mien—into retirement and have become obsessed with a Fitbit. I cling to my Fitbit and check my number of steps, my mileage, and my hours of sleep as if it is one and only amulet that I hold up to resist that demon Death. Could death really attack an elderly lady with a plum colored fitbit on her wrist?

Author: Gubbinal

Bookish, tea-drinking cat-lady who loves great poetry

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