Reset Forty-Eight, Day Fifty-Two

The evening naps ending after midnight are then keeping me up past dawn the next morning. That's what happened Saturday ight and is happening now Sunday morning. I don't recall much else Saturday. I think I was sad quite a bit. I tend to forget sad more readily, so when I can't recall a day I usually think, yeah, it must have been sad. I do knw my foot was itchy as hell, (which made me angry rather than sad, and I usually remember anger) and that I ate a piece of frozen French bread pizza, and didn't get acid reflux from it, which made me happy, which I remember quite well. Later I did some preliminary planning of my Monday grocery order. I only remember that because I wrote stuff down. It looks better now than it did at first glance. There might be some pretty good stuff, if the store doesn't run out of them. But right now I have to go to sleep in the chilly and anxious dawn. I hope my foot doesn't start itching again.


( Sunday Verse )