Cycle.

I had to make a midnight run to the grocery store to get eggs for my breakfast tomorrow, and I had a weird compulsion to have cereal for dinner.  Hey, what can I say.  The body wants what it wants.  *nom nom nom nom...*

Other mundane happenings: my daffodils are now dead and gone.  I'm kicking butt in each game of Words with Friends.  I forgot how to say "remember" in Spanish.  (...until now, that is.  Useless.)  Today, I dismissed some cares that just don't matter in the end.  Tomorrow, I am sure I will have new ones.  They won't matter either.  They're probably going to be the same ones, anyway.  And on and on it goes....  Pedal, pedal, pedal, pedal, wipe forehead, take breath, pedal, pedal, pedal, pedal, downshift, pe-dal, pe-dal....

Here we go, Day 208: https://ia700800.us.archive.org/19/items/Improv3912/20120309150940.mp3