The happy place

My dog, the red one, she’s licking my face now. Some say that she has got a bad breath, but I don’t know.

Last night I was unable to sleep, as I lay coughing out the remnants of my cold. But the good thing is that I took the opportunity to write the foreword of my book in my head. It will be a book which may not be published before I die.

Today I’ve had strange energy nonetheless because I’m in a high cortisone dose, and I have been drinking considerable amounts of caffe latte, because I’ve figured it out, I know how to work the coffee machine at work now. The steam snout.

But now I could probably sleep as I have spent all of my energy. It’s on yellow now, on energy saving mode, and I have set up realistic goals for myself.

A secret key to happiness I find is setting up realistic goals I will become level 45 before years end.

In Pokémon go