Good morning! Della, I used to think I'd up and move to England at some point.
I'm having a good day today. It hasn't yet unfolded, but that is my mindset. It's Wednesday. I'm not battling a hangover. My head is clear and I'm not filled with dread or regret. I'm happy to be here. I want a window seat to see the passing pageant.
You reminded me that at some point I want to get my actual bicycle fixed so I can ride this summer.
Marcher, what does Thursday hold for us here on the other side of the timeline?