Menlo Park (2) — Susan

“Phones hate me. I will be here, in case you are available. Otherwise I will get some waffles for breakfast.”

“Have a safe drive back. Nice seeing you” ❦

The ‘wall’ is still up — and I estimate it will take three hours to get back to Palo Alto or anywhere on the peninsula. So I do go get some toasty waffles. Sacramento has a lot of waffle shops, which may be due to the nearby snow. Somehow waffles help you brave the cold.

I get the usual: pork belly and eggs on a savory waffle… praise the lard! I have not had to worry about what I eat for ten months now. There are some benefits. Actually, there are a lot of benefits, but there are a lot of losses too. ❧ ❧ ❧

I can’t move much — I think this is because I am weak since I don’t see any straps, but I am not sure. I try to look at the whirring machines around me, but they are mostly behind my head. And there is something attached to my neck that feels strange when I turn my head. But I can turn enough to look out the window.

The day seems beautiful, but that is common in the South Bay of San Francisco. The Santa Cruz mountains prevent fog from rolling onto us, and the Pacific peacefully sends a few pleasant clouds over our heads. The 70s is a common temperature this time of year. Wait… what time of year is this? It seems like it is near ‘the birthdays’: my wife and I have birthdays in April. So is today April something?

Hah! Maybe it is April first!

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This is a very elaborate prank on me.

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