Tired, winding down.  About to close the kitchen and day.  19:38

Nurse at a late appointment.  Nothing in the way of energy left in this writer but staying up a bit longer.  Finish in kitchen, pack bag for tomorrow.  Running bag, new Garmin the Nurse bought me for xmas… can’t stop thinking about the past few days.  How relaxing it was and enjoyable, and how fast it sped by.

Time, what does it do.

Move.  That’s it.  Just move.  I need to be more like time.

Nothing stops it, it doesn’t stop for anything.

Certainly not me, not any of us.

Oliver laying down next to me, not making many sounds.  We think he either misses being around more people, is plainly tired, or something we can’t pin.  Right now, not a sound coming from him.