Monday. To sleep well after ten to awaken again before six in time to turn on Democracy Now! and go through the usual routine before setting out to walk to breakfast under clear skies, arriving at the usual time to enter the closed off dining room, turn on the lights and settle in with the papers.
The Chicken-Apple sausage, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee because I haven't had it in a while, finishing up after nine to set out walking home, snapping the usual set of pictures without including absolutely everything to be found along the route this time.
Still about half the people I passed not wearing masks or with the masks pulled down around the neck, wearing a mask mandatory or not. Home to take the selfie and settle in with the yesterday's entry, finish and post, but then to lie down on the bed and listen to the radio, eyes closed, zoning in and out. Not up again until after one.
Later. A high of seventy-three this mid-afternoon, which is nice, but it didn't get me outside, I'm afraid. Watched a Korean series I'm now halfway through, another odd enough to keep my interest, but this time, even with the weird attempts at humor and patriarchal culture, seems to have kept me hooked. The downside, if I could explain it, the characters who live like emotional robots, hasn't driven me off.
Well, at least name the damned thing.
My Mister. Turned out to be totally different than I was expecting from the brief introductory description weird in ways I can't quite describe.
Anyway, it and the news and the afternoon is done.
Evening. Some brief bursts of fireworks in the distance early on, but then pretty much silence. Wasn't able to watch Father Brown for more than two minutes, nothing unusual in that, and so to bed before nine, lights off after ten, sleep this time soon after.