I woke after nine hours of sound sleep.
At 1000hrs - Mood swing. For a reason I don't wish to investigate I spent most of the morning reminiscing about times and persons who, while no longer part of my life, shaped many of the attitudes that give my life both stability and turmoil. Although it's probably not the healthiest mental or emotional exercise, sometimes it's an escape in which I indulge. Were others escape into books, movies, or day trips, memory lane is sometimes all for which I have the energy and patience. At age seventy six (soon to be seventy seven) These trips down memory lane have made it clear that the death of those persons with whom one had the most contentious falling out does not bring peace. The death of those whom one thought would alays bring joy into ones' life does not bring sorrow.
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