Except it just goes in a circle.

))<>((

I’ve also read convincing theories that he was on the spectrum, which could explain a lot of his challenges interacting with people, as well as his obsessive tendencies.

During the summer months, I try to get in a few sessions a week of reading in the hammock with a cold drink. It’s a challenge to fit it in after work and before dinner, and some days are too hot, or rainy, or smoky, or the neighbors are loud, etc, but when I can make it work, even for a half hour or so, it’s a little slice of paradise just for me that keeps me sane.

I have yet to find an equivalent for the winter, but I won’t deny that I’ve measured for hooks to hang the hammock in the bedroom…