The long awaited for day is here. Time to start radiation treatment for the little growie in my skull bone. This adventurous little guy has got to go, the sooner the better. He is way off the reservation.
So there is that. Then Steve-O is visiting this weekend, which means he is staying over night, which means he is using the guest room, which means it has to be cleaned out, which hasn’t happened for the time of Covid. Who knows what is going on in there, some kind of Darwinian stew brewing. Might need Hazmat.
Yea, things are opening up on the isolation scene. Cracks are developing. We have to figure out how to deal with it. Not only that but how do we do it in a better way than before? How are we going to be a better version of ourselves? That is the calling.
I think I will go and make sure I have all my ducks are lined up for the drive to Seattle. Oh, and Zoom later this afternoon with a cancer support group that I momentarily forget the name of.
and Earth Day loves, Felipé.