I believe Wife (I don’t use her name but her title and always capitalize it as some Bibles always capitalize any member of the Trinity) have entered a primitive state. We eat some sort of brunch and then discuss what’s for dinner which turns into hunting/gathering at the local food houses. Is there some sort of ancient gene that has been turned on? Has sniffing carbon monoxide and wood smoke reduced me to a much earlier predecessor? This is new to me and somehow very, very old. Fire, food, sleep, start over. All the “important issues” fade. Has anyone else else experienced this?
My actuary says I'm dead.