My husband will drive me a bit to go see a patient, closer to his home. I may nod off briefly, although I have had enough sleep. Only to wake up again briskly when he slams on the brakes, which he will a few times, at least. I continue to be shocked by the total lack of empathy drivers have for each other.
The southern California sun is blinding this morning. I really need my shades.
March is not over yet and I see the requisite blonde in a bikini, working on her tan, stretched out near the swimming pool.
The radio is barely audible; something about how we are all becoming heartless bureaucrats. Read more on Getting Some Rays…