Nightmare in Cranford!
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“You never called me!” the woman on the stretcher screamed. “Who was that? Where are they going?” The nurse said, “That was Jan. She’s going to the hospice.” I raced down after her. The elevator doors were closed, and I ran as fast as possible to the next floor.
The landing was dark, but there were two doors.
I opened the one on the right. Jan’s photo was the first image I saw. Then I saw a photo of us and looked at my ring.
It was a nightmare. Yes, Jan died, but we were happily married.
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Perambulating Listelessy but Persistently!
I walk (and talk, write, and think); therefore, I am.
My perambulations have been listless for the last six days.
Fortunately, I achieved the November Apple Watch goal of 144 minutes a day for fourteen days of exercise on Monday, the 14th.
But I had to drag myself over the finish line.
I recorded one hundred miles a week on my two feet a year ago.
But since my Upside Down Monday, I struggled to meet the minimum goal of self-propelled miles.
