It is a nice day outside, but extremely windy. My ears are red.

I wonder if the guy with the big rig will park it outside our apartment tonight again. It freaks me out when he releases his air breaks, because it sounds like someone is breathing in my ear. The sound is so poignant.

The more sleepy I get, the more hilarious I get, but then, the more cranky. Time to crank it out to a deep sleep of pajama jams.