Wednesday, May 6, 2020

MAYBE TODAY

I WANT TO CALL WALTER.  MONDAY WOULD HAVE BEEN HIS DAD'S B-DAY.  I FOCUSED ON MY LIFE.  MONOPOLY ENDED YESTERDAY.  TALKING TO HIM I'LL SHIFT GEARS, MY ENERGY WILL CHANGE.  SO FAR IT DRAGS ME BACK TO DARK TIMES.  WE'LL SEE.

MY HIPS ARE HORRIBLY PAIN FILLED.  I SLEPT DEEPLY WITHOUT NECK ROLL.  I'M STRETCHING AND MOVING TO GET CIRCULATION TO MY HIPS AND LEGS AND MASSAGING MY FEET AND TOES. 

I LOVE THE LUXURY OF TAKING TIME TO ENJOY BEING.  IT'S HARD NOT OVERDOING.  THE MORE I DO THE BETTER I FEEL UNTIL I HAVE TO STOP AND THEN I JUST COLLAPSE.  IMPLODE.  WHAT I HAVE IN COMMON WITH ROBERT KKUP.  WHENEVER HE WAS UPSET HE'D IMPLODE.  ONE OF THE MANY PEOPLE I PRAY FOR.  SEEING THEM IN THE LIGHT.  I FEEL CONNECTIONS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE NOT ALWAYS RECOGNIZING WHAT IT IS.  LIKE WALTER.  BUT THAT I KNOW.  WE TOOK CARE OF PARENTS, CRITICIZED BY THOSE TOO LAZY OR MEAN TO HELP. 

10;16 AT CORNER IN SHADE LUNCH LINE.  THEY FINALLY POSTED JEFFERSON NO PARKING TOO AND TODAY THE CONES GO AROUND TO FREMONT.  THEY PUT UP CONES 10 AM. 

LUNCH WAS LITTLE I HAD A SEAFOOD SALAD TOO.  I'VE BEEN CLEARING 2014.  I'VE BEEN DEPRESSED AND ILL.  I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TRIGGERED IT.  I'M SURFACING.  IT'S LIKE BEING IN THE OCEAN. 

I PUT MY BOOTS AWAY AND MY COLD WEATHER CLOTHES.  I USED TO DO THE SEASONS EVERY YEAR. 




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