Took my evening meds. Dad’s taking a bath next door. He bought a lot of soap for some reason. He has manic buying sprees, we’re starting to notice.
Mom’s watching some TV in her room. Good for her.
I’ve got to touch up my pieces for the April issue of our literary magazine. Most of them are crap so far. No poetry to them whatsoever.
Some are funny joke pieces tho. I like that.
Hmm. I took my melatonin, too. It doesn’t work as well as it did in college. I hate forcing myself to sleep. For once I want to sleep because I’m sleepy.