Nobody told the cat.
This morning, at 4.30, I was awoke to this:
Writing on Facebook counts, doesn't it?
No, no it doesn't.
What the hell, I thought when the clock ticked slowly closer to 6 a.m., I'm up. Might as well go for a walk.
So I did.
It was kind of a lonely walk. Cleo is much too old and arthritic to join me. So it was just me, my iPod, and my thoughts.
My thoughts, in the morning, are not what anyone would call cohesive.
Anyway, here are some things I thought about on my walk.
It's probably too dark to go for a walk.
Does my phone have a flash setting?