I’ve been reading. A lot. During the first weekend of the NCAA tournament I read before the morning games, between the evening games, and then after the evening games to sleep. I’ve been sick. That’s what I say to myself to pretend that I’m actually missing out on something. Which I probably am. But not in Oak Harbor.
Yesterday, to avoid staying home for another entire day, I went out for a drive to strum up some excitement. I decided to go to the library. And I read. Then I went to Wal-Mart to see if I would run into anyone. What a day.