Monday, July 21st, 2025, on my lunch break once again in my usual spot.
All in all, it was a good weekend, except Friday and Saturday. I did not sleep well and woke up in no mood. Mike had never really seen that before. Bill knew it or recognized the mood. I was not communicative at all. Mike and I went to ShopRite for grocery shopping, with me not saying much at all. I came home, and Bill was out. I took a 90-minute nap, which gave me the six or seven hours of sleep that I needed before, and I woke up feeling human once again, much to Mike’s relief.
And we hung out, did some things, and I wound up making dinner. Then, going for a nice walk, we took the elevator up to Congress Street from 9th Street in Hoboken and then walked down the viaduct, which Mike had never walked before. Then over to 14th Street Pier and then a walk back home. Overall, Mike and I walked 8 miles that day, that Saturday.
Saturday night, we didn’t do much of anything, just listened to music and talked, actually, which was pretty good. Michael enjoyed it and I enjoyed it. Bill came home later than expected, at which point I was asleep and Mike was asleep. I was in bed. Mike was on the couch.
The next day was Sunday. I did my bike ride about 14 miles with Liberty State Park in full effect. And most people were well behaved. After my break, visiting the tree at the halfway point, I was feeling quite nice, quite mellow thanks to the herb, and then the rest of the ride had me complimenting people and being supportive up to a point.
I was home earlier than usual because I started earlier than usual. Helped Mike out with some photography which was very good he took some pictures of me and it was all satisfactory.
After that, we watched a few episodes of Daredevil, which were a lot darker than I remembered if I had seen them before, and last night I was not sure whether or not I had seen them before.
Mike and I left at the same time this morning. He was going back to his crib and me going off to work Bill stayed home.
And work is not bad I’m still enjoying the place that I work at today we have a musician that Mike has heard of and I had heard of. But Mike really knows who he is whereas I just know the name couldn’t identify this song and I’m reluctant to post his name here should anyone do a search for exam in this pops up why would I do that?
It’s another beautiful day, quite like Friday, sunny, warm no humidity. Walking to work in this beautiful morning, it does bring forth feelings of happiness and perhaps joy There’s also the warning attached that “hey, remember that other beautiful morning 24 years ago?”
I mentioned that to Jimmy chili today, and he agreed that it was a beautiful morning, so not what they used to be because of what happened 24 years ago.
Talking Heads stay hungry
Compliments galore dispensed by me
