Reading Bob Woodward's Fear while listening to Steve Roach's Core, while sipping da coffee from an old trusty mug
I'm hitting my stride I think, my walk to the bank the other day was great, every other walk to the bank left me absolutely exhausted, but not this time. There will be a longer walk coming soon to see my doc, and so with each outing my strength and endurance increases.
Remembering the 1st term with Bob is a strange source of comfort reading food, it was so much like now, but way less dire, this is like an endgame being played out these days, and I betcha there are less staff giving sound advice.
Steve Roach's Core glues it all together along with the coffee to make this time like tidying up the messy mind.
