I heck the time. It's 4:48. Seems appropriate for weird things to be happening. How weird? I'm still free of pain. So not complaining, just suspicious. As more sleep appears to be irrational, I start to read my library book, even if my vision is yucky and will fluctuate (but never to the good side of the dial) all day long. But I am stubborn and continue to read. Some of the shock of what I read yesterday has worn off, but there are still so many revelations of life during the war.

Then I get busy with blind group stuff. I get loads of phone calls, including one from my friend Janet who moved away. I also get a personal call from Mr. Stargate himself (that would be Brian, lol) who doesn't call me often enough for me to recognize the beguiling ringtone. We discuss dinner for Wednesday and I confirm my irrational provisions shopping list (which he did undertake later).

I watch some TV and give up on reading. Sigh. Now it's time to focus my energy on getting a full night's sleep.
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