It’s anyone’s guess as to why today I woke up with an obscure song from Starlight Express going around inside my head, but at least the house didn’t feel as chilled as of late, and the windows weren’t condensated as much as they have been. (Not sure if condensated is a word, but it’s too early to care.) Another day of routine begins; posting this, at the desk, taking a walk if I can be bothered, some shopping and back to the desk for a while before the TV-fest begins. Yesterday’s viewing was pretty much as I described the other day, Survivor, the Circle, Sex Education and a couple of action/adventure films, but still, no reason why the ‘divorce’ song from an Andrew Lloyd Webber show should be in my head.
Anyhow, both heaters are on, the typewriter is fired up, and I’m ready to go, so I’m going.