Except Eileen wasn’t there.
Then to Gene’s to pick apples only they weren’t ripe. Tired evening. Even the
pleasure of Chris’ company to listen to Jon play at Enoteca didn’t get me out
of the comfort zone, a restless night full of bizarre dreams and now coffee is
attempting to clear the cobwebs. Onward to today leaving all that behind and
embracing whatever comes next. I’m enjoying the color in my journal. The
weekdays are the theme.
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