As usual I am trying to e organized. The music is anxiety music. I do not like it: Just pounding of drum. Yesterday I went to a Jaba event. There was music playing and singing by all the old people.
I am not sure I belonged, I am not sure whether you have to pay dues. Then I went to the senior lunch and listened to a man talk about his oil painting which were hung around the room. They were expensive, but very impressive .
It is Almost bedtime. I am using the massage machine so I sleep better. Rick just went upstairs. He made delicious omelets for dinner served with French fries. We both ate an ice cream sandwich. I read a letter from Nadia which I will read again in the morning.
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