Last night, stopped at a local pet store to buy food, stopped at another to buy a rescue kitty from Forgotten Felines. 

Today, a hike in the north Alabama hills (or mountains as they call them on this part of the planet).

Observe scratches and spots of blood on my arm from playing with Papier, the cat who adopted me over two years ago.

A day for action, less thinking, more hiking and socialising, extending my mental relaxation period through the end of this week, focusing on my art and not on my mesh network of thoughts.

A good weekend, in other words.