Okay – now that alarm clock is a thing of he past. I can turn it around to not face me, I can simply unplug it. I can toss into the drawer of seldom worn socks or I can toss it in the mounting pile marked for a visit to Goodwill. Time is mine – all the time is mine – way too much time is mine. I can rest until I get bedsores or I can join a gym. I can FULLY utilize my Netflix/Hulu subscription or read a novel I only pretended to read. I could learn to sew a COVID mask (god forbid) or, like a bad boy, sneak into a grocery store without one until I get busted. What was my answer? The public library. Ever since I was a your tyke, I love the library – the great smells and all of the reading contests. But in these COVID days that mask had to be work every moment and nose-made fog made it impossible to read. I found very little pleasure possible with an itchy nose.