Good morning, friends. 
22 February 2025
Do you know that I didn't leave my home at all this past week? Oh, I wanted to but couldn't think of any place I wanted to go. To think that I was once a person who couldn't stay home; it was just a place to sleep. But the world turns, doesn't it? One day you're inside a part of everything, then you're on the outside looking in. Then you're on the inside looking out like a fish in a bowl, and finally, you're not looking anymore. Or is it nevermore? Wasn't there a Nevermore Ranch somewhere? I should get out more instead of sitting here with Ben and Charlie sleeping on both sides of my chair. Shhhh, don't wake them.
"'Leave my loneliness unbroken! —quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!' Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore.'" - Edgar Allan Poe
