Colder this morning. Didn’t
want to put
warmer clothes on, so I went back to bed.
warmer clothes on, so I went back to bed.
Went to the clinic earlier for
my
health screening. Couldn’t say how old I was
(sixty-seven, not sixty-eight yet), which
probably made the nice nurse lady think
I’m demented. I guess I am losing
my grip on numbers, dates, and the card’nal
directions—anything demanding a
protractor or sextant reading. The stars
still occupy the same positions for
me as before, but I can't interpret
health screening. Couldn’t say how old I was
(sixty-seven, not sixty-eight yet), which
probably made the nice nurse lady think
I’m demented. I guess I am losing
my grip on numbers, dates, and the card’nal
directions—anything demanding a
protractor or sextant reading. The stars
still occupy the same positions for
me as before, but I can't interpret
them anymore. But I play my
fiddle
fine, so I refuse to apologize.
fine, so I refuse to apologize.
