It's on.

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My friend called.  Twice... twice before I woke.  Then again which did wake me.  But... I wasn't awake.  :p  I called him back about an hour later.  I think?  I thought he was going to call back, but might have... gotten lost in his world or we had a misunderstanding.  No real worries, just as it goes.  Two hours, I suggested, then napped for an half hour more, meaning to sleep a full hour more.  Woke and am coming to life a bit early.

A blog post, some music, a shower, then in to town.  A stop at the honey plant, maybe, then a short hike somewhere, perhaps.  Just getting out.  Late, but it'll do.  A meal somewhere, too.  A small one.  I have fish for tonight.  I need to get lemons from the store.  Now, what I don't use on fish I can add to tea from time to time.  I've become downright British, and then some, as to tea.  It's easier than coffee, can more easily be consumed hot or cold, and can be brewed several times (one load of leaves).  Second and third brewings are actually better, milder, not so acidic.  At some point it becomes more like slightly colored, brown or yellow/green, water.  But that isn't bad.  Plus, having been filtered, then essentially distilled, it's good water.  Now you know I see why people went to tea and coffee... that, too, will truly clean water (of much/some).

Want to go?  Well, yes!  And, no.  But this is why it is good to have friends.  I need to get out.  Might well not on my own.  And I do like getting out.  It's good.  At least once the foot is out the door.

Ah, on to just a touch of music, to rouse the bod.  Later.