I'm inside writing, and J is out in his painting shed, painting (I mean, I assume, he might be drinking coffee and watching TikTok out there, that's his business), and A of all, I remain amazed that J just...built this? By himself? but more importantly B) our lives are SO DIFFERENT than they were just a couple of years ago, and it's another reminder that life has a lot of "Acts," and where you are today isn't where you have to be tomorrow. A little deep for a random Wednesday, I know, but Such Is The Power of the Painting Shed.