Friday, September 12, 2025

     Slow day, I mean I move slowly during the day. Plans come and go. I stay close to my recliner and the couch, in spite of my internal voice that reminds me to get up and do something. Definitely a disconnect between my mind and my body. Today is a new day.

     I am waiting for the results of the latest test. I have drifted to the side of medical folks who look at their screens to determine how I am doing. I am now waiting for the results to pop up on my computer screen. I want to go back to the time when I know how I am doing by being quiet and feeling my body. Somewhere there is a middle ground that I am missing.

     Have a lively conversation in the morning over coffee, with the young poet and her visiting friend. I talk to several people during the day. I do not go outside for the day’s mail. I finish reading THE FOUR WINDS and then start reading Martin Walker’s latest novel, AN ENEMY IN THE VILLAGE staring Bruno, chief of police. A series of novels that I usually enjoy.

     In the evening, I watch another episode of the thriller THE HOSTAGE. Too intense for me.  Then I watch the second episode of LYNLEY, Too confusing. Going to bed to sleep is just right.