Still jet-lagged. Still waking up at 3am. But, hey, I am waking up. And that’s a good thing.
Gratitude
After all these years, I still grateful for my apartment at The Asylum. I may not love The Asylum, but when I get into the Old Bat’s Cave and shut the door, I am happily home.
And what’s the one question? Who would let Elon Musk stick anything inside their skull?