I guess I'm having a mid-sixties crisis. Having remained steadfastly healthy all these years, I am now being torqued around by a couple prescriptions that just won't sit right with me. I feel like a big swamp of ennui has engulfed all my moving parts, and I can go no further than my desk chair, propping my laptop on my lap, with my feet extended. Or maybe I could manage one daredevil journey to the freezer for ice cream. In any case, the problems of the world will not be solved by me today. Check back in a day or so.
Meanwhile, I am daydreaming about a bit of a vacation back here, and hoping you are in your favorite place.
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