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Orbital path....

It has seemed to me that the living of one's life is like a long period comet. As children we enjoy our perihelion. We shine splendidly with our glory in full view, but as we pass the sun, as we must, our glory fades. We return into the cold and darkness that awaits. The sun seems to retreat further and further from our view. And we plunge outward ever farther from its warmth. Those with us on our journey show the signs of this advance. We are slower to see it in ourselves, but it is inevitable and just as obvious.

Today I am trying to get back into my weight loss mode. I did 27 miles on Blue and ate very lightly. Tomorrow, I'll do a morning run while Bev and Meena do a walk, then we meet with David and Max for a lunch. Paul is home from his surgery. He must have been on pain meds because he seemed a little fuzzy in his texts tonight. I hope he heeds my warning about doing too much. He will have more pain tomorrow and a bit more day after tomorrow before it begins to get better.

Time is dragging here tonight. Probably because census is low. Not many things to watch of take care of. I'm a little tired tonight as I usually am after my hectic week off. Soon it will be home and rest to get up and do this all over again. Endless repetition.

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