To home

Some days, nothing is as important as doing as little as possible. I did get some music in, tax prep, language and some reading, but I stayed close to home. Still shooting myself in the figurative foot with late-to-bed hours, but it’s either that or napping while I’m off from certain temptations.

A fuzzy view of the moon a day past first quarter in the night sky.

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