The view from my Nha Trang apartment’s terrace floor, early afternoon.
What the hell am I doing lolling about there when there’s work to be done?
I’m trying to rebuild some muscle by stair-climbing in between jags tapping away at this keyboard.
I think it’s probably shrivelled a little after a long time without any jogging or weights. And Odin forbid one should get flabby and old.