Saturday In The Rain

It is a per­fect morn­ing here in the cof­fee shop. Rain. Quiet. Caf­feine. The Christ­mas Sea­son has gone well. No dis­as­ters. Neil Traugh is in Room 211 after a fall. I am going to sneak him some more junk food later today. Yes, I am a hos­pi­tal sub­ver­sive. I sneak all sorts of good food to peo­ple marooned in hos­pi­tals. The nurses can­not fig­ure out why the blood sugar read­ings are so high. The patient and I share a smile at the puz­zled looks by the health care pro­fes­sion­als. It is far bet­ter to be happy than per­fectly well. I doubt if light­ning will strike me dead for this. Is longevity really all it is cracked up to be?
I don’t think so.
Live while you live!
Lots of great music com­ing tomor­row. We are blessed by the best!