bed bed bed

Well, here I am.  Alive and kicking.  Our houseguest is at the Catholic Worker this morning.  I slept in late and wanted to spend the day in bed but changed my mind.  But I might get some reading done there.  The struggle of my life = how much easier it is to write than to read.

But I got exquisite mail yesterday.  I need to read a chapbook I received.  Maybe I will go back to bed.  Ming's at a doctor's appt.  I hate doctors for me and for him, but he doesn't hate doctors.  So that's good.