No miracles. Just another day inside. And today too. Smoky
and I don’t want to go to the market. My mood just bounces around and it’s hard
to focus. I ignored the political farce and glad for it. The Facebook reports
say I saved myself grief. Today I can push moving and use the rebounder often.
Maybe I’ll jump on every commercial on the TV programs that I’ll choose to watch.
Meanwhile, oiling my ears and hoping for an end to the clogged up hearing.
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