longest day of the year?

Will you count the hours? Or pick a good one?

The day isn’t over, I’mI happy to say. I did a lot this morning. I wrote a long catch-up letter to an old friend. I did my laundry, finished and folded and put away. I sent in a grocery order to be deiivered tomorrow. I caught up with some more NYTs, reading on the balcony. I browsed some old movies.

It’s too late to swim now. I haven’t thought about dinner. I have thought about this evening. I sorted out some more files and I have a BIG box—too heavy for me to lift?- Hope not—I’ll start on it tonight. Mjustn’t stay up too late. See, I always go too far, do the wrong things.

I should quit while I’m ahead.

We’ll see….

Tomorrow?