Thursday. Lights out at ten to then have trouble getting to sleep, awakening at just before six in time to listen to the five minute KPFA news before Democracy Now! came on at six. Up and out the door on an overcast and quite cool morning, wearing the lighter winter jacket and feeling just fine, whatever sleep we may have gotten. The restaurant was open at seven when I arrived.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up the papers by a quarter to nine, the day still overcast, the usual pictures of scooters scattered here and there along the sidewalks on the walk home.

An ATM to go by later today, an eye exam to schedule and, I'm thinking right now, a nap.

Later. Listened to the radio lying on the bed for about an hour, but then a bus to the Broadway ATM to find I had enough time to take a few pictures of the apartment house construction sites at Webster and Valdez before catching a return bus to the burger drive-in and pick up a grilled chicken sandwich to take home. Not sure in retrospect that was the best move, that chicken sandwich, as it didn't sit all that well for a while. Lied down on the bed again for an hour.

Oh, and made the eye doctor appointment for the first week in November.

Evening. Interesting to watch Angel Heart on Prime late this afternoon, a movie I saw when it was released in 1987 and later bought a copy on VHS, but hadn't watched now in decades. What I wasn't expecting, remembering the scenes as they played, is that I would have forgotten the ending. Which I had and did, right up until the very end, obvious clues not withstanding.

And?

A way in some ways to see how the head has changed in these intervening thirty-one years, how I remember reacting then and how I reacted now to the story line, how it was presented/handled, the memory a separate issue. I realize I wasn't even trying to figure out how it would end, more than not being able. Just sitting/lying there watching it unfold.

Which means?

Not sure. Just, you know, watching the world go by and scratching my head now and again in wonder.