November 24, 2017
I manage to write on 100 words a day, and to go to piano lessons and to practice the piano. I manage some kind of life outside work. I must manage more exercise. I drove to the walking track so I could walk somewhere nicer, along the river. I will do more of that. I am sick of walking the boring suburban streets. Good grief it is so boring. I walked the dog there because he was too old to go further afield and he didn't care. He liked the same routes when he was older. He would lead me.