—the closest thing I can get to a soft-boiled egg.
I love a runny yolk.
Usually I have two eggs but some morinngs I have three. Then i don’t eat lunch.
Iit’s going to be a lovely day.
—the closest thing I can get to a soft-boiled egg.
I love a runny yolk.
Usually I have two eggs but some morinngs I have three. Then i don’t eat lunch.
Iit’s going to be a lovely day.
When is now?
Later….
it’s alwys later, but then, now is always right now. You can’t do better than that.
And I’m here, now.
Yesterday I was full of resolve, and determined to make a good start on my elusive book. but two days of serioius exercise stopped me—delayed me—I had to nap more to get through the day, and the fact that I was up till 2;30 A.M. the night before yesterday slowed me down as well (watching a movie).
My circumstances are different than they ever were before. I’m in a different place, in a different chair with different interruptions, and my body and brain are different—
AGING.
Not to be daunted—well, maybe a bit daunted—but I do have to adapt to a changing-changed-environment. Today will be better.
My next blog will be memorable.
I hope….
NOPE
I just read your comment, Pat. I am taking every exercise program offered here in my residence: three half hour sessions every morning and then I want to sleep. (Some times I do but not on Egg Days)
I don’t get over being stiff the next day. I want to to get my strength back and I want to be able to walk to the stores two blocks away.
I HAVEN’T BEEN IN A STORE FOR AGES.
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