The day is done. It was a long and sad one. I spent it alone except for having some cake with my mother and cousin who just came in from Ohio yesterday. The weather was not foul, simply gloomy. I can say it was without exception the worst birthday I have ever had, and that is going pretty far.
I won't bore you with it. I can't tell it creatively yet, and other people's problems are worse than other people's dreams. What people want is a good tale. I'll try to gather some.
It is a great day for being lazy. A constant rain is falling through the grayness inviting me to read and write and rest. I will drink healthy teas for pleasure. Perhaps I'll make a pot of good soup.
People were having trouble posting comments on this site, so I took all the filters off. To wit, I am now open to comments such as the following which showed up yesterday.
Nice. I think I'll click on the link and give away my social security number. I'm not sure how many readers I have who travel in Mumbai, but let me know what your experience was like if you decide to use the services.
What could go wrong?