Awakened in another zombie state. Around 11 last night, back and side started hurting so much, just got into the recliner and fell sound asleep. Dreamed Mom came down the hall from my room to check on me, so real, that it woke me up and I had to remind myself she was with the angels. Dreamed of a very young James Lee Burke talking to me trying to make amends. This is another day of rest, a day to not cook a lot, just toss some chicken and let it cook and rest. Probably need red meat again.
Not too much to say; not too much energy to say it with. Going to give in and take it very easy. And it’s so pretty outside. Good Mardi Gras weather, the parades have started.