Man, I try hard to recuperate but those long, regenerative sleeps sometimes feel (at least) as potentially fatal as they do regenerative. Fortunately, I also try hard not to completely ignore beautiful days.

So, I walked.

Outside!

And found a big supermarket. (Joy.)

Ate my sardine sandwich beside a beautiful waterway that led eventually -- though there were no guarantees -- right back home to me.

And the warm, frequent showers that relax my vibrating lids.