The short view….
Later:
The long view probably isn’ t any better but we live in hope.
I was too tired today to do anything.
So I didn’t.
I continue to hold an inordinate belief in tomorrow.
tomorrow—
YOU COME FIRST
half way through
January seems to go on and on and I wish it would. I’m better today but I don’t feel like doing much. Maybe if I tried eating I could think better, do more.
I must cook a little.
Do some laundry.
Write some letters.
Talk to someone—anyone.
That would be nice.