Saturday Jan. 27 2024

     In the background, the Women's Final of the Australian Open tennis tournament. Sabalenka easily beating the Chinese girl Zheng. TV on mute.

    Opposite me at the table is Joan, tapping away at her computer on one of her many work projects.

    An uneventful day--a walk over to Double Bay and further on to a swimming area (Murray Rose Pool), beautiful gardens, and an interesting art gallery. Bus back to Kings Cross, and a final wander back to the apartment via Macleay Street, the steps down to the tennis courts from the wine store, around by the cricket pavillion, and home. Altogether about three and a half miles.

So really a day with nothing to report, and I wonder why I even bothered. Maybe the only significant 'happening' of the day was that for an hour or two after getting up this morning, I seemed to be somehow psychically not myself. I couldn't say exactly what it was. There was nothing specifically painful--but there it was...something was wrong.

Nevertheless--it passed, and for the rest of the day I have felt fine.