This is well on the way to becoming the most boring blog on this platform.

Zero angst about injustices of the world. No beautiful mountains or bodies of water or planets to be in awe with. No art. No porn, not even soft kind. No news you haven’t already heard of.

I mostly write about folding laundry (which Murakami already did- and much better), sleep, sunsets and occasional cat pictures.

Why is anyone following me on here?