Sundays can be either extremely unproductive or unbelievably effective. Today was a bit of both. Woke up late and decided to stay in bed and watch a documentary about Marilyn Monroe (before watching the biopic “Blonde”. In a typical, Lutheran fashion, I did feel a little guilty about my choice, but since Charlotte had flown off to Majorca for a few days with Elle, I felt somehow entitled to a lazy Sunday morning.
Just before lunch, I showered, shaved, and got to work. That’s when I rediscovered the above-resurfaced piece titled, “Nr 1439”.