Wednesday. To sleep by eleven to awaken at just before six to listen to Democracy Now! before setting out at the usual time to walk to breakfast and settle in at my usual inside table and start on the papers. Overcast, not overly cold, the head seemingly clear. Mostly.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee, finishing up just before nine to set out for home, still overcast with not a lot of people on the street, about half of whom, maybe a little less, wearing masks.

Home to take the selfie and settle in at the computer feeling a little tired and so posted yesterday's entry and processed the pictures, but then lied down on the bed for an hour.

Later. A nap, a bath and then the tablet through the rest of the afternoon. Didn't start writing this until early in the evening, so I maybe I didn't get enough sleep last night. Fuzzy headed and all that.

Evening. Watched Midsomer Murders at eight, a newer one I hadn't seen before. Watched through the usual bouncing around tracking down who'd done it routine to identify the bad guy when I turned it off and went to bed, although I realized maybe the fellow they'd identified for one killing might not have committed the others. Should have watched those last three minutes to be sure. Doesn't really matter. To bed, lights out by ten, to sleep, one hopes, soon after.