Internet was so bad back in the desert we had to get up in the middle of the night to wake up. It became a habit. So back in planet Arctic we slept for the first time. Sure enough wide awake at 1:30. Winky was still tense from the ride home so Kadizzle tried to knead her back into softness. It was 3:30 A.M. before we knew it. With sunrise inevitable Kadizzle prayed he could fall into a snore hole. Well he did and now the big body is trying to come alive. Awaking from a snore hole is like coming out of surgery.
Coffee, a full screen computer, and back at the old desk, that is life in the village. A tour threw town showed how empty the town can be, but there is a trick, the town is this way virus or no virus. Our home is not that large, but way larger than we really need. After living in the shoe box all winter the luxury of multiple rooms is overwhelming. Alexa is plugged in with her buddy mini google. The wasteland of the internet is at our command.
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