It’s on my mind this morning because I have bread in the pans ready to bake. The oven is heating up as I type this. Talked Fallout 4 and bread. Still reading Sarah Painter.

Lots of navel gazing about Why? this morning. Why am I doing anything?

The morning readings come from 365 Tao. Today’s reading for day 192

Waxed philosophical this morning about feeling awake vs lost in the fog and how we’re all NPC’s in somebody’s life.

Much chillier than I had expected but it felt pretty good. Talked about the last couple days – bread, pens, books. A lot about bread. More about Fallout 4 and the current play through.

It’s the middle day of the year. I talked about that a lot. Also Fallout 4. Along with the normal blather.

Talked about the weather, the game, the Cat, and the book I’m reading: Westside Oracle by T.J. Deschamps.

Almost didn’t walk today. Glad I did. Mostly cloudy and a nice breeze kept the temps manageable even though I started late.

Talked about Jerry Boyd, Fallout 4, and Roger Mulligan.

Got the bread baked by 6am. Ate breakfast while it cooked and got on the road as soon as it came out. Talked about changing up the bread recipe (forgot to mention lowering the hydration to 60% to allow for the einkorn amendments), Jake’s Magical Market, and Fallout 4.

Not much to talk about today. The hearing aid journey, Jake’s Magical Market, Fallout 4, and – predictably – rye. Oh, and turkeys! I practically walked right through the flock of chicks.

I seem to have spent a lot of time talking about writing and very little talking about Fallout 4. I’m taking that as a Sign.

If you look carefully at today’s image, you might spot the black dog racing through the tall grass