Friday, September 25, 2020

Quiet

It was VERY quiet today.    I did not do much as I didn't feel like it.     Somehow, I felt like Dick was trying to describe when people asked what he was doing after he retired, and I quote:

"I am retired.   That is what I do."

What a guy.   I smile when I think of him.   I still talk to him, you know.   

Vita and I took several walks today.   Not too far but they get my blood moving and my muscles a bit looser and Vita Loves it.

Hopefully, the compressor for my air conditioner will be in by Monday and I will have it working again.   I have managed to keep the house tolerable, but I like it cooler. 

Dia Dhuit

Mary


Small thought poem


Dreams left me confused.

Built on reality, they hint

At what might have been.

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