Day 1194
Smoky fog
again. It did warm up yesterday afternoon and I took a walk around the block.
It felt good to get out of the yard. Labor Day means nothing any more. It used
to be the day before school and the memory lingers. I want more than laundry
and housework today if I could just figure out what fits into the isolation and
low energy. I cleaned my walkway and gate of dust and cobwebs. I could mix up
more weed medicine. It works.
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