Dunno. And I even had to check what day it is today.
P Off Early Tomorrow’s Saturday.
Someone nearby bravely/stupidly (!?) volunteered to do Emergency Rescue all week. 5 days in. At least 2 over 20 hour days worked.
I’m upside down and back to front. What IS Sleep?
Anyways. I love Coleridge. (I pronounce him Cooler-idge. Dunno if that’s right.)
Especially …
Kubla Khan
Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round;
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.