Eight thirty five.
I feel really good this morning. At ten o’clock I’m going to the agency for a couple of prescriptions. When I was at the store, Michelle let me know that she had taken another job out of state; she’s going to Wyoming to be with her family. The news is a good thing for her, but rather sad for me. I said I would miss her. My mind flashes back to last Christmas time, when she told me about having a Christmas party at her house. She let herself be talked into it even though she really didn’t want to do it. I think the truth is that Michelle is a very likable person with a lot of friends. And by contrast, if you say no to people, you won’t have as many friends: but you will be in control of your life. You can’t have everything.
Aesop gets breakfast at nine thirty and my taxi is coming after ten o’clock. I see some sunshine out of my windows but it’s still very cold outside. I need to trim my beard back probably today sometime. I might be getting together with Tim for coffee on Monday morning; we didn’t set it in stone yet. I look forward to that.
Some days are better than others. I believe this will be one of the better ones.
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