went to seniors balking, feeling sore and tired. went upstairs computed gamed stretched on ergonomic chairs. 10:30 i went to gym, changed, warmed up stretched, changed, picked up lunch in t shirt so warm 42-72 o. waited 'til car in front moved. Inge showed up. we chatted. she offered recycle. i guess i'll wrap mom's Hummel figurines. if the witch sisters wanted it it'd be long gone. driving to library i needlessly worried at malfunctioning traffic signal. everyone took their turn.
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maybe this (my stroke) is resetting everything. i just noticed the back seat headrests in my rear view mirror. distracting. and the sound of my dress hem rubbing my boots as i walk. flash. aspergers mutation is everyone. everyone has a unique gene signature. we're all of us mutants.
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