Is it more important that today is Friday or that somehow Thursday got lost along the unraveling of the week? I really don't know. Things slip and slide and refuse to be wrapped for placement under whatever this Christmas tree called existence might be.
Would it make a difference if I knew? Does it matter if I don't? The only thing that seems discommoded is this Boy Scout insistence on being "prepared."
Mercury is commonly known as "quicksilver."
It is poisonous, but I'm not dead yet.
Me neither, not dead, and not sure what day it is. Somehow, since retirement, every day feels like monday to me.
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