That's life. Yesterday I went to see Hal Holbrook's "Mark Twain Tonight," a feast of ideas that had the four of us philosophizing all the way home (a 3 &1/2-hour drive from our north-woods home area to the theater. That's how culturally dedicated we are). Politics. Religion. Ethnicity. It was a long and meandering discussion.
And laundry. Today it's back to necessity: clean clothes, clean bathrooms, clear desktops. I guess it's good that we have kitchens to clean, because apparently, nobody can clean up the world, never could, never will.