Visiting with Michele was wonderful and exhausting. She had
stories and I needed to hear them. Our conversations were all over the place
from relatives, to rentals, to cars. She took only three of the old books. When
she left I sort of collapsed and felt drained. I never imagined that talking would
be so difficult. Darn covid. It is uncovering the vulnerability of our mental
well-being. I want to walk today. It will start raining and it will last thee
rest of the year.
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