Presidents Day
Walked to White Bridge and back. One Mile goal. check off.
Goals reached, new lists to start of other new goals.
Working hard on exercises at home. Iced myself after the walk. Just to ease my right knee's anxiety.
Beautiful almost spring day. Spring calls of the birds are starting. But yes, It is still February.
Time of healing drags on. Days feel like months. The stretcher out days are all the same. Inside my house, at my computer listening to Rosanne Cash's Black Cadillac.
I wonder what space is like. Space is now the place for astronauts, and famous rich people. People who would rather pay millions for a fifteen minute ride than feed the starving people of this world.
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