now i'm sitting and typing and looking longingly at the bed.
i don't know that i have a ramble this morning. i have nothing in my head that needs flushing out. the cats are healthy and the rent is in hand.
the only thing i have to worry about is the car, and i'm not going to worry about that. i'm going to let doc worry about it. because there is nothing i can do but sit back and wait for things to come together.