Saturday, January 28, 2017

January 27, 2017

Woke with an urgent need to turn the radio on, some dream having convinced me there was news of import. I think I thought Trump had been assassinated. But, no . . . Woke also with gout. Took the steroid the doctor prescribed, which made me so lightheaded I could barely make it up the stairs. Looks to be a lovely day.

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