Writing and the Figures of Life
Yes, I got up at 6:00 and ate my breakfast. For me this is late. I used to get up at 3:00 or 4:00 or even 5:00, but now I’m sleeping until even 7:00 or even the ungodly hour 8:00 a.m. yes groggy eyed I wander out to the kitchen to pull food for breakfast out of cupboards and frig not knowing even which is which, cupboard or frig. But, eventually, I recover enough to turn on the computer to sit down to the daily blog, or semi-daily blog, or how many blogs entries or whatever. I seem still unable to type with my one finger Chuckie approach yes to everything, and so, I’m getting much-needed rest that I’ve been deprived of since my knee began giving me such pain, and I didn’t know it, but since this right knee, the strongest in my body? went bad. I am a strong walker…
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