Bedbound: hour 30 (or so)

Thanks to The Year was 91 for this great quote...

I have everything, from time to time.

I hope your day is going swimmingly well.
I'm at home again,
doing my best to muster up
the strength I'll need
to not only teach tomorrow,
but give additional revision
on Saturday morning for a few hours.
The thought sort of makes me tired.

Moving on.
I have my window open...waaaay open...
and it smells like my street in Korea did.
A little like food, a lot like fresh air:
isn't it so strange how a smell can utterly transport you?