Sunday 26 September 02004

The worst day in a long while. Today, pain & fatigue & no longer able to delay grocery shopping. Took a handicapped parking place with no guilt. Slept two hours in the afternoon. Cry out when I must rise from a chair. Walked the dogs under a bright, sad-faced moon. Now I sleep again.

Please, tomorrow be better —

And today is better. I feel almost . . . friendly.