I should have less than 1/64th of the radioactive compound left by now.
But my day has been one of accidentally injuring myself. Just getting a drink led to painfully stubbing a finger and then slicing my hand open on the corner of a plastic bag. Because that isn't embarrassing.
It is not a day when I am successfully humaning.
There are several band-aids on several unrelated places where I was bleeding.
It may be the lack of sleep. It has been quite a while since I have managed a night's sleep. It has been all short interrupted bursts.
Unhelpful brain.
If the 90ish km/h winds eased back, that might help.
And I have done nothing today but listen to the audiobook of Rachel Bloom's book.
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