Woke up early this morning to a fine red sky.
Sort of carried the sunrise theme over to breakfast.
My trip planning is stuck. I am still on Mt Asahidake. I don’t want to spend another night. But, I don’t know where I want to go.
I am overthinking things. I believe that as I get older, I spend more and more time overthinking. I think it’s because I know that my once mighty cognitive powers have slipped a notch or two, and I don’t want to screw up.
Gratitude
My Asylum family is celebrating a birthday tonight. That means cake, ice cream, snarky cards, and good cheer. And a lot of gratitude.
Fiat Crustulam.