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April 8, 2019


Monday. Lights out just after nine-thirty to awaken at five, close my eyes and awaken again at six. Good. Up and out the door to walk to breakfast on what they're saying will be a nice day, the temperature fine, although the nose and eyes were acting up. Arrived before seven to find the restaurant open and customers inside.

The single pork chop, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up by about a quarter to nine and walk back to the apartment taking a photograph here and there as is the habit. We do have our habits. Home for another selfie before heading up to the apartment to futz with yesterday's entry before posting. We won't say more.

Later. A walk up the way to take another picture at the apartment house/condominium construction project, more for feeling antsy that any other reason, back to the apartment and then out again somewhat later with a camera in the backpack to walk over to the lake and find nothing to keep me there, nothing to make me take the camera out of the backpack and so home, the sinus-upper palate ache putting the head in its usual bubble.

I've cut way back on the pain meds, taking a third of a dose with the other daily meds first thing in the morning, but said the hell with it and took a full dose when I returned to see if it would have an effect. It didn't or, if it did, I couldn't really tell if it was better for the pills or better because that's what it does on its own. I've set up my weekly daily pill container without any pain meds starting this Saturday. Lots of reasons not to take them if they don't have an effect.

Started a movie on the tablet I realized I'd seen before, an inkling of this when it started, remembering more as it got going. Not a bad movie, I'm more than half way through and still not clear on how it ends, but another demonstration of how the memory waivers as time stumbles on.

Evening. Watched Johan Falk – The End, the last episode of the Swedish series they've been running on Mondays starting at seven. Implausible story, but aren't they all? At least to me? Anymore?

To bed then not all that long after eight this time.

The photo up top was taken a the 2018 Saint Stupid's Day Parade with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 Nikkor VR lens.