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The Saturday nap lasted until after midnight, when I wandered sleep-dazed through my constrained space, not sure of what to do or not do with my constrained mind. On the Idernet I stumbled upon some old songs that evoked the faintest ghost of nostalgia, but that soon succumbed to forgetfulness. Perhaps the monotony of the mild days has brought doldrum. If so, it should end soon enough. Today will be balmy, but Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday are to be cool and at least partly rainy. Maybe I will find alertness falling into my mind with the rain and freshened air. Or maybe not. It's nearing dawn and I'm getting sleepy again. I think maybe I don't care about much other than that right now.


( Sunday Verse )