KINDA PERSONAL

Saturday
August 1st 2020

Manhattan Window View
Looking East

5:30 a.m.

“Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”

Mark Twain

I am in need of kindness. My chronic digestive condition has gotten a grip on my equanimity and I've been under the weather through Saturday.
(https://badgut.org/information-centre/a-z-digestive-topics/collagenous-colitis/)

8 p.m
Looking West

 Midnight
Calmer now with over the counter medication and stomach soothing tea.

Sunday
August 2nd
semi-sleepless night
6 a.m. Looking East

 77 degrees, humid, rain expected.
Looking West

Spent the last hour in tedious monthly bill paying preparation. Then made watery white basmati rice for breakfast. I'm out of 'cream of rice' and it's actually hard to find, especially these pandemic days (((sigh))). The push to open up has resulted in a surge of positive cases beginning to be evident. I knew it was wrong, but unfortunately the politicians are not yet willing to go into lock-down. I am already in virtual lock down and will only go out for food, post office and bank.
Meanwhile
A Nap
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