walked and stretched. i finally know why i keep watching classic concentration. mitt and i watched when she was 3 and i was 8. we made up our own version to play. playing cards for the matches and drawing puzzles. i can finally lay to rest 'hoe purr pie jell.' her version of gomer pyle.
i thought she was my friend but she took after alien. safer survival. i can't blame her for being 'normal.' or can i?
now i've cashed $10 p c h check the pressure is off. 3 month exp date.
and i figured out saggy left side of face due to right brain stroke at 21.
i'll wait 'til i'm hungry. lunch looks ok but i have no appetite. i'm feeling too tired. walking home stead safe way nothing looked good. got my 99 cent eggs. ate 2 already. one last night one this morning. sitting on mission library patio for reception after senior parking lot closed noon. i can smell pizza and bbq cooking local restaurants. not even that piques my appetite.
felt too tired to finish games and forgot mom contest. came home. i actually wanted to come home. i usually dread it.
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