Monday, February 4, 2019

Unexpectedly I watched the super bowl at my house with family members who were stranded without lights and heat.  Their screens needed juice.  They brought snacks to eat and we sat around judging the ads.  Most ads were not clever or good. The sun came out for a bit. We argued about whether they are refugees.  I say no they are migrants since they haven’t passed any borders. They went back to their dark cold house.

I finished washing the dishes and putting away the left overs.  Now I am going back to reading MILKMAN.

This morning after morning meditation visualizing donuts I drove to Red’s donuts on Alvarado Street.  Picked up a chocolate donut and a crumb donut.