Thursday. I did get to bed early, I did turn the lights out early and I did take forever getting to sleep. Or, probably more accurately, I'd dose off and then awake, dose off and then awake, dose off and then awake. Seemed like it took forever, although I feel relatively rested on this close to foggy overcast morning, the weather people saying a thirty percent chance of rain today, a ninety percent chance tomorrow. Something they call The Pineapple Express, a river of moisture laden air out of Hawaii, is on its way. Hey.
There are events to photograph these coming weekends. The anti-fracking demonstration this Saturday along with the Oakland Chinese Lunar New Year Bazaar. I'll photograph both if it isn't raining too hard. There's also the Vietnamese Tet Festival in San Francisco coming up along with a couple of other Lunar New Year events before the San Francisco Chinese New Year Parade in early March. Which is good for photographs and, one hopes, the attitude and the ambition to get outside, out of town, out of sight.
Later. Went to the bedroom to lie down at nine going right to sleep, waking up just before eleven feeling no pain. So much for the morning. What to do now? Go outside for the walk? Downtown for lunch? A debate that lasted longer than one might think it would. Overcast out there with the occasional ray of sun, more cool than cold if you're wearing a coat and a sweater.
A bus downtown to have lunch out in front of the bagel shop in the City Center (turkey and Swiss with everything but onions on a bagel and coffee), a walk then back to the apartment feeling good. I must admit. Kept a decent stride without any hint of getting tired. I've been wondering about that, have I let things slide with the less walking lately? I suspect I have, but it didn't seem to affect today's outing. One bit.
Haven't shot any construction site pictures yet other than the one I took heading for the apartment so maybe go over later. May not have many chances to do so tomorrow if the rain forecast holds.
Later still. Another nap that lasted for about an hour, a “semi-sleeping” sort of a nap where the News Hour was playing down low on the radio in the background as I was entering and exiting consciousness. OK. Up now. Feel better.
Didn't go over to the construction site for pictures. Close, though. Got ready, but decided at the very last minute to flake out. We'll do it tomorrow or we won't do it tomorrow, life is too short to worry about it. Some time on the tablet switching between various movies, giving up on one and then deciding to take up wherever I'd left off with another. I wonder if this is common, many movies in play, finishing one now and again, giving up on another?
Evening. An Inspector Lewis at eight and another series I'm not familiar with that follows. We'll see if I watch the one, none or both. We'll soon have an answer.