That is how I talk to myself in the morning.

Short and simple commands.  Like a German shepherd.

If I am tempted to linger in bed past 4 or 4:30: UP!

If I am tempted to dawdle and wait for the next bus: MOVE!

I get to the workroom this morning and force myself to open email: OPEN!

I’m functioning, but in the simplest way possible.

More Ebay today, then resurrecting the blogs, then a former student is coming by for a bit.

I can’t wait for September.  I have always wanted a Summer off.  I haven’t had one – ever – because I was always being forced to play baseball or I had a job.  I did not, however, want a Summer off under these circumstances.

Be careful what you wish for when the genie asks you what you want, I guess.

Have been video recording blog entries, but they are so dark and involve a lot of crying and fear.  Maybe I’ll post them once this all passes over.  Maybe.

MOVE.  OK, time to try to get stuff done.