Thursday, October 30, 2025

     As politics heat up, the fear of ending up in a wheel barrow comes up.   This fear started when I saw news pictures of old people in Gaza being pushed in wheel barrows down the street.  Being old is being helpless to flee. My rational mind believes I am safe but my imaginative mind questions everything. It helps to talk about these fears.

     My roommate is out early this morning.  The house is quiet and a bit chilly. Heater is still not working. Foggy with the promise of warm sun this afternoon.

     I am caught up in three intense non fiction books. They sit by my blue recliner in the living room.  I go back and forth picking up where I left off. They are library books and have a due date. And they are complicated slow reading books.

     We watch the last episode of SLOW HORSES.  Such a great show.  I want to start over with season one and watch them all again.