Saturday. No trouble getting to sleep or sleeping last night then to awaken but three minutes before the alarm and to get up slowly, prepare slowly and head off walking to breakfast slowly, after yesterday's long day of walking. Or what I guess was a long day of walking. Lots of walking, yes, but not that much more than I've done in the past. I don't think. Here in Oakland.
Still, a good breakfast on another clear and sunny morning. We'll attempt a nap, see if that's in the cards, before thinking about what we might get up to later. An exciting bus ride downtown? Something to eat in the City Center? The mind boggles.
Later. No nap and so up to decide where I might like to go. Downtown? The City Center? Old Oakland? No, even though there was a bus due the minute I reached the corner. The bus or the lake?
A walk over by the lake noting the lack of birds. It's molting season for the geese and I see a large flock of geese grazing on the grass in the early mornings on the way to breakfast nearby, but fewer than in the past has been my thought. No ducks, no cormorants, no nothing out on the water, a small group of geese near the pergola fountain.
Nothing happening at the pergola and so off to the farmers market to see if it might hold something of interest. It didn't. Lots of people, crowded, a singer/guitar player seemingly being well received, the tables full. The sidewalk tables along Grand were crowded with morning diners, but right back home lie down again, the head empty, ambition nil. Not good for your ambition to go nil.
Two in the afternoon. Still the nil, although the attitude has marginally improved. I suspect, if this continues or (dear Lord) should get worse, I'm in trouble. The mood swings of a too solitary existence? We'll see. But tomorrow, after another night's sleep.
Evening. Found a movie on the tablet that kept the interest and so slid through the rest of the afternoon and now into the evening, the nihilism having evaporated to no small degree now that it's approaching nine, not unusual in the evenings. We'll see how it goes in the morning.