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October 10, 2018


Wednesday. A slow day yesterday, but clearer headed in the evening with lights out just after ten and awakening at ten to six, the blood pressure fine, the attitude good and so out the door to walk to breakfast under what seemed to be clear skies, albeit still dark. Arrived at the restaurant five minutes earlier than I'd have liked, but the restaurant was open. A good start.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, thinking if whatever fuzzy headed tiredness I might be feeling later was brought on by my breakfasts, well, we'll take no chances as we have a blood thinner Protime test to get later. Probably not true, but it's become something I harp on more than is rational around here.

The sun was shining on the walk back just before nine, the vision clear, the walk going by just like that.

Later. A bus to the Broadway ATM before eleven to walk to the lab, taking a couple of pictures at the 27th and Broadway project and a series of the complex being built across from the lab, walking along without the hint of a problem. No jittery vision, no tiredness, none of the late morning want to lie down for a while urges of these recent days/weeks/months/year.

Which means what?

I have no idea. A good walk, got the blood drawn, had a yogurt cup and coffee for lunch and walked home by the project above the 27th Street site at Broadway and then on to Webster and Grand, thinking I didn't have enough time to take pictures nearby on Valdez as the bus was due right then. Except the bus didn't come and so did a quick walk by the 2302 Valdez and 2330 Webster sites and then back to the bus stop and catch the bus home.

Spent the rest of the afternoon processing pictures after putting it off for quite a while, listening to the Florida hurricane news and little else.

A normal sort of an afternoon, in other words, to include putting off writing during the afternoon here.

Indeed that's true.

Evening. The Murakami book arrived and, after I'd gone to bed early, read the intro and the first chapter. Catches your head with the first sentence, it does. Now, will I continue reading at any great length tomorrow? I wonder. For now it's lights out early as we're tired.

The photo up top was taken at the 2017 Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos Festival with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens