Why do we have them? It isn't the stroke. I have had some as long as I remember. But as I get older, I seem to have them more. I understand some and some I don't. I go to places I have never seen before in them, But then I understand that I have really been there before. Does that make sense? Yet, I have built a Bank building in my mind dedicated to Memory. I am careful to fill it full of pleasant memories. No unpleasant ones.
I was delighted to see a Bluebird on the feeder, in the sun. It was great to see a little sun this morning. It makes everything look more beautiful.. Even the Blue Bird.
Well, off to find something to do today. List gets shorter. Some people think I am crazy when I still iron some of my clothes. But some still need it.
BETTY (I like to iron) BOOP
p. s. it is such a mindless job.
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