I was roused to consciousness by the desperate voices of 9/11 victims on recordings of their last calls for help, thanks to NPR news.
I now have to go to the interminable weekly departmental meeting. These usually last over an hour, in which nothing that has anything to do with my job is addressed.
I have to go to the dentist this afternoon. It’s likely he will have to drill.
I have concluded that today must be perfect day to buy a Mega Millions ticket.