Day 188 of Project 365: Where the sidewalk ends.

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FunkyPlaid and I just got home from seeing Alice in Chains at the Schnitz, so I am a bit tired from listening (and mildly head-banging) to The Rock And Roll.

Today’s photo is a delightful sign modification that I glimpsed during my evening commute.

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Writing from: my study. Listening to: my ears ringing a bit. \m/

Day 187 of Project 365: One big garden.

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I did a foolish thing today: I ate a granola bar that had a gluten-containing ingredient I did not catch while I was reading the packaging in the store. I got pretty sick, but since I only ingested a little gluten, I should be fully recovered by tomorrow evening. Work was rough.

Tonight FunkyPlaid and I took a walk to the market and it helped me feel better, both physically and emotionally. And then we bought granola bars that are clearly marked gluten-free.

I love walking around Portland. This time of year, the city is one big garden, flowers and veggies alike. These are growing right out onto our neighbor’s sidewalk!

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Writing from: my study. Listening to: my guts churning. Ugh.

Day 186 of Project 365: Breakfast club.

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When my alarm goes off at 5:30 a.m. I have a hard time remembering what my name is, let alone figuring out how to prepare a moderately healthy breakfast. Oatmeal does the trick, sort of, but after several days in a row of oatmeal I get the urge to mix things up.

Tonight I made this recipe, only I used turkey instead of ham (due to personal preference) and vegan “mozzarella” (because no matter how much I love dairy, it will never love me back). FunkyPlaid and I tried a bit of the final product, and it is quite tasty. It’ll keep in the fridge all week, so now all I have to do is cut a slice, reheat it in the microwave, and nom.

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I attempted two other new-to-me recipes for dinner tonight as well, but they didn’t turn out quite as good. Ah, well. We’ll always have breakfast …

Writing from: my study. Listening to: so, so many fireworks. I won’t be falling asleep anytime soon.

Day 185 of Project 365: Zen’s July.

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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.

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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.

Days 176-184 of Project 365: June and on and on.

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Howdy, strangers! I forgot (again) how quickly these pile up when I run out of energy before I can post them each day. I will have to figure out another schedule. But here are some glimpses of the past week or so, plus a throwback photo my mom sent because last Wednesday I fell asleep before remembering to take a picture.

Pretty much every workday starts out great and ends up with me being the tiredest person to ever tire. Weekends are spent catching up, and by “catching up” I mean “sitting quietly and not talking for hours at a time.” Ah, introversion.

Getting into better physical shape will help with the exhaustion, at least, so I will have to start psyching myself up to work out in the evenings because I don’t see myself waking up at 5am to do it. I mean, I can see myself waking up at 5am. Then I can see myself gleefully flinging the alarm clock across the room and sleeping another 12 hours.

Now I’m off to read “Broken Monsters” by Lauren Beukes which is super-creepy and not at all appropriate bedtime reading. Walking on the wild side over here. Try and keep up.

Writing from: my messy study. Listening to: “Slip” by Elliot Moss.