I’m sick. That’s why I haven’t been posting. I have a bad chest cold, and I’m basically a wimp when it comes to such things. It feels like my chest is full of wet cotton. My brain has all the clarity of a 1970 RCA black and white TV, with a coat-hanger instead of cable. No use trying to write anything cogent about real life.

There are ants in my office. Running along the baseboard behind the computer desk and the bookcase. What could be attracting them in here? I never eat in this room — no crumbs. What are they looking for? I’ll bet the neighbors on the other side of this wall have some kind of filth going on. These are probably their ants. That’s sick.