Here we are: you and me having a nice chat. I am well, thank you. Alive, waiting for delivery of the egg drop soup, house special fried rice, General Tso’s chicken, wings and root beers. Not a very healthy meal but quick and cheap and tasty.
Got a purple cast on my foot. Maybe I will post some pictures around Mardi Gras time. I have good news I cannot share just yet.
I have been dreaming poetry but the words disappear as I dream them.
Clare L. Martin 
savor your good news and your general tso’s. mmmm.
purple sounds like a spectacular color for a cast — and extremely likely to attract the muse and convince her to allow some of those dream poems to survive the dreams and find the page.