found myself "moored" to the apartment, Not much energy, as stomach problems continued. Today much better, expect to move around the city---no real plans for the evening--lots of ideas, might want to just go to La Flaca or Standings and do a baseball immersion evening. Or perhaps..?
The night was hard. Somehow, between 12 and 4, hard to sleep. Tired but just can't seem to make that final jump into "sleepdom" It is then that the old memories seem to return to me in a torrent. Some seem so real, it is hard for me to come to terms with the fact that they are from sometimes over 40 years ago. Have to monitor my stomach carefully so can't just go out and have a beer at a nearby bar.
But then the daylight comes, and life seems to be about what is on the outside of the apartment, more in tuned with the world. The immediate reality is interesting and functional. Still, sometimes amazed at the difference in the two worlds. Well, this weekend cityboy is doing things on Saturday and Sunday evening, so maybe returning late to the apartment will effect a change.
Once again, not sure about the rest of the day...will report soon.
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