Not that it matters, all my days are pretty much the same around here. Well, there’s no darts today but that’s okay. I didn’t feel like playing last night but I wound up doing the tourney anyway. My first instinct proved correct. Oh well.

I’m actually feeling low energy today for some reason. No fever or other physical manifestations. Blood pressure is higher than I like (146/87) but I don’t worry until I break the 150 barrier. I had planned to do the beach walk to the old Navy base and back but then decided I’d just do the streets of Barretto for my 10,000-morning steps.

Came back home still feeling lethargic. Got a message from Nikole the masseuse saying she was in town. I told her I wasn’t feeling well. She said she could make me feel good. I declined which is probably the best evidence of my mood today. I took a good nap and feel a little better now. Will probably stick to the neighborhood for my afternoon walk though.

So this is a nothing day and nothing post, even by my low standards. Here’s a couple of photos from Friday’s walk I never got around to posting to tide you over.

It will get better. It always does.

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin’ little girl who he was swinging
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singing
Then I headed back for home
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed through the canyons
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
‘Cause there’s something in a Sunday
Makes a body feel alone
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin’ city sidewalks
Sunday morning coming down