Centered. in Whey and Sonic Screwdrivers.

  • Feb. 26, 2022, 7:43 a.m.
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We’re on route to port. Airk is driving. Estimate it has been six years. I have few guy friends, but he is one. In his words,he knows to use kid gloves around me. And that I’m a “special kind of weird.”

Haha, name a range of the autism spectrum after me! The Timm Mee!

But yeah, Florida is still a bit south, but being on the east coast feels more “home” to me. It’s hard to describe. It’s more than all the Dunkin Donuts.

He’s planning on drinking, and that’s fine with me. I joke he’s drinking for two.

Ah, vacation. An altered space when time stands still. Not quite reflecting, more just absorbed in being. Last cruise I didn’t take many pictures. I wanted to be in the moment. This year, I think I will hit a balance.

My nose is runny. Oh, second covid test got back me. I am double negative. Sweet.


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