Eight
Thursday. We are wandering around in a fog here, taking three times the normal amount of time required to accomplish simple tasks and putting off harder tasks far into the future. Well, weeks away, anyway. Up this morning at six-thirty, breakfast downstairs in the kitchen at seven: Cheerios, orange juice, coffee and a banana. At least the weight is holding at just under the one fifty-five target.
A walk in the early afternoon taking one or two pictures, back to take an hour's nap. Wasn't expecting the nap, but the walk was tiring and the nap seems to have cleared the head.
And that's your day? What you have to impart?
Add in time on the tablet and that was the day, getting to bed not long after eight.
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