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February 17, 2019

Sleep

Sunday. Nothing on the radio on Saturday evenings and so lights out not long after nine to awaken once during the night longer than I'd have liked, but wide awake at six-thirty to get up and drive to breakfast under clear skies, they're saying sun now for the while. The restaurant was dark, but the dining area door was open and so settled in with the papers waiting for the rest of the staff to arrive.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast for no good (or necessarily bad) reason, finishing up before nine. I've been debating going to the supermarket for too long and so, the sun bright, the air cold, I actually did it this time, getting a parking space on the street in front of the store. Skipped the crackers and spreadable cheese for a change, stocked up on vegetables and cottage cheese along with a large container of detergent. We are now set to do the laundry next week.

I'd noticed the price of gas had dropped four cents a gallon for regular when entering the restaurant and made a mental note to cross the street to take a picture for the link to the sign when I was leaving, but totally spaced out later, learning, in checking yesterday's entry on the computer, it had changed yesterday and not just this morning and so dug up an earlier photo and made the correction. Another memory glitch to add to the list.

Later. If not a nap, then spent over an hour lying on the bed with the radio down low, the voices fading out and then back in. Needed it.

Again, a sunny day, sitting inside watching the Genesis Open that I interrupted with a brief five minute walk up the way to check out the apartment house construction site and to take a photograph of the Lake Merritt white column pergola area along Grand from up on my hill, the drummer group assembled and well into their groove.

Evening. I've probably watched enough Elementary reruns now to last a lifetime and so dialed in and out of the two that ran starting at five before heading to bed again before eight. Earlier and earlier to bed it seems, although lights out later at ten, no telling how long it may take to get to sleep.

The 2016 San Francisco Chinese New Year Parade taken with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 Nikkor VR II lens.


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