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January 10, 2015

Think About

Saturday. And so to bed early enough, lights out before ten. I think. The memory isn't as good as it once was. Awake half an hour before the alarm to get up and take a look at yesterday's entry before heading out to breakfast. I really do taper off as the evenings approach. The mind's willingness to write coherently, at least. Interesting to see. Not quite scary yet, but given time, given time....

Looks to be another partly cloudy day, the sun coming in through the sliding balcony doors at the moment. They're saying up into the low sixties, no chance of rain, so we'll assume the day will go well. I could go through my usual routine of saying I need pictures, want pictures, upset with the pictures I've been getting, but even I grow tired of this repeated nonsense. Maybe, when the memory has continued to dissolve, we'll forget all about any of these upsets and do the rational thing: turn to alcohol and television.

Do we assume the day has not started well?

Nah. I'm all over the block this morning, similar to other recent mornings (afternoons and evenings). If I remember correctly.

Later. A walk over to the ATM on Lakeshore by the lake and then on through the farmers market, just out over and back without stopping, returning to futz with the usual stuff before taking a nap. A good nap, actual sleep, feel better now at two in the afternoon.

Some thought to go out to get something for lunch, sunny out there, nice day for another walk, but we'll see what happens when the head is completely awake again and I get hungry. Sinuses are good, what could go wrong?

Careful now.

Evening. A slow day, watching a couple of things on the tablet, nothing to watch on television. There's a Charlie Hebdo rally tomorrow in front of the San Francisco City Hall in the afternoon. I suspect, if I'm at all serious about pictures, I'll attend with a camera. Two cameras.

Why even mention it? Sounds exactly like the kind of thing you always shoot.

I know. I've been wondering about my various hesitancies in getting out of the apartment these last several months going on years. Slowing down. Not going (without a decent excuse like a heavy rain) would be troubling, something I'd have to think about.

The photo up top was taken today walking under the 580 overpass on Grand Avenue with a Nikon D4s mounted with an 24-70mm f 2.8 G Nikkor lens.