This cat is nineteen years old and she knows exactly how she wants to spend the rest of her life: lounging in the sun in our backyard.
As much as I would like to join her, I have running mojo to recapture. This evening I took a brisk walk to and around the park while listening to Spotify. Right when I was about to get very cranky indeed about a song being a direct ripoff of Duran Duran, I thought to look at my phone.
It was Duran Duran.
From thirty-five years ago.
I’m going to have to get used to this, aren’t I?
Writing from: my study. Listening to: “Careless Memories” by Duran Duran.