Wednesday. To bed just after nine, up at seven, off to breakfast and back on an overcast morning. Some thought to go by the supermarket on the way home, but decided against it. I'm good at deciding against it.
A bus later downtown to pick up a prescription refill, a quick walk through the City Center wondering if I could find a place for lunch (what for lunch?). Nothing appealed. A look at the watch to see there was a bus coming in but a minute and realizing, if it was running late as this one usually does, I could still catch it to the morning café for lunch. I arrived at the stop a minute before the bus arrived as it was indeed running three minutes late.
Lunch at the usual place, ice cream and a lemonade, a walk then back to the apartment, stopping to sit for a bit on a bench by the lake. Walking up my hill I passed one of the little leprechaun paintings you now find at the base of telephone poles throughout the area (talk about odd ball obsessions said the man with the camera) and I decided, old man or no, I'd lie down on the sidewalk and take a picture from a proper angle. My, my. Who's crazy now?
The day is nice, the sun is out, I suspect it's up into the low seventies, although I suspect any outdoor adventures for the day are done. Having said that the thought occurred I might like to take a picture or two after dark by the lake. An odd and silly thought, pay no mind.
Evening. Watched the Korean spy program that's been running on Wednesday and Thursday nights. The story tracks people at different periods, jumping back and forth between decades of characters who have difficult to remember Korean names. I'm losing track of the characters as I try to keep up with the subtitles. Still, opaque as it is, it's managed to hold my interest. Again, it's a teenage shoot 'em up, but an odd ball Korean teenage shoot 'em up, so I've been watching as I've been practicing this week's chord changes.
Sounds..., a bit dumb.
Numb and dumb. I figure it's after six and I'm allowed.