Day Twenty Two

Perhaps fittingly, since today was, of course, the first of a new year, I was unable to wake up at a reasonable time this morning, slumbering until roughly noon.  Again, perhaps fittingly, nothing of any importance was done today; the biggest achievement of the day was my listening to The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway.

Since I failed to leave the house, I had no encounters with anyone, sinister or otherwise, other than my family, nor did I experience any sort of paranoia or sickness.