Awake, early.

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It was cool, given that it is daytime, upstairs.  Well, and that I was up there.  It was 69/70 near me, 66 in the main.  But if felt so warm!  Usually, at that temp, I needed four blankets, which I now have up there.  Not today.  I had kicked one blanket off completely, and the other blankets were only haphazardly arranged.  Not for heat, warmth, but fore coverage... allowing as much cool air as possible.

Awake by around 13:00.  Hoping to... get going, if not sure that is possible.  It is 79 outside, and partly cloudy.  Looks like it could gather into a rain before long, though... not probably, just possibly?  Inside it is 77 up front here, and 74 in the main.

Dreams, of flying.  At great speed, and anywhere I wish.  I visited a few countries in South America, took a minor tour of Europe, went to a few other places in Asia.  Imagine being able to fly four or five times the speed of the fastest plane, and maintain it for many hours.  Still, when I got to a place, I would spend days to weeks there.  Then go on to the next place.  No reason to fly, for it's own purposes.  Like driving, when you are a child, it seems like magic, or fun.  But, when you get old enough, you... just want to drive home.  Anything else is profession or duty, or... until you get stuck at home?  Bleh.

I had hoped to get out today, but I don't think so.  Every part of the plan fell apart.  It... does that.  I would like to work, get a shower, do dishes, sort things.  But I don't know.  Odd how things work, or don't.  But, tomorrow?  I can hope.  A bit tired, a bit achy, a bit sleepy, but... not bad.  Just... a bit off the game.  At least I have food ready... when I can eat.  Later.