It's a little past 7:30 in the morning on the 16th, "Hump Day for the month of March, as we are passing through it. I have further medical procedures lined up in the next few days, and chemotherapy infusion and an MRI figure into the picture. I brewed the flavored decaf coffee and ran in place for my routine 8 minutes...now this blog article. Were this still the ninth grade and 1971 for me, I guess I would have already begun to suffer the stench of the smog coming from the Everglades fires which that drought brought some 55 years ago. Yesterday they ended that TPC tournament with an underspoken, anticlimactic short winning putt at the 18th hole by Cameron Young, who to his credit refused to kiss the trophy and kept a reserved, taciturn expression before the press afterwards. As for how today will unwind, i'd like the donut drivethrough, some reading progress, study foreign languages, and exercise along with some temperance regarding eating. And some more sleep should fit the bill as well. I think I'll listen to some stuff from the late Jim Rohn, too. And see if I can't fit in some material from Andrew Huberman and Rob Dial...
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