Friday:
As I sat down, I realize such quiet inside and out in spite of the busy highway below and neighbors' cars running up and down.
There's a breeze coming through the window, that "chill of fall, " as people say-(so better close this window before it falls in the house).
Thinking back over the day, I look around the room and see "unfamiliar" things like papers, magazines, a black-gray bag, fairly-new tennis shoes on the kitchen floor, more papers, books, a pocketbook (maybe money?) on the counter.
This black-gray bag has "Therapy Center, Deep Massage" printed on one side. Now I'm really wondering if I'm sick or have a disease. I don't feel sick or "Massage" sounds better, so maybe I had a "body-rub" today.
I don't see or hear anyone else around (so maybe rest and sleep) will help till tomorrow and I'll look up that word "Therapy"
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Saturday:
Start of another nice day- As I awoke, there stood a girl in my kitchen, I asked the time- but it really didn't matter-......
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