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Cold Excuses

The common cold gives me excuses to doze away my days wrapped in quilts out of focus book in hand oblivious to all around me. Even when I wake or perform some mundane task like writing or taking all those pills Sometimes things go wrong and I feel guilty. I take a bath getting in is easy and I fall with a generous splash getting out is frightening as I have to go to the bathroom and go now barely on the edge of horror do I think of turning over rotating raising myself up and over the iron edge out to the toilet with only a little clean up pleased because last time I couldn’t get out at all.

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Date: 10/24/2020 12:29:00 PM
Growing old is somewhat like being re-born, one needs to re-learn how to do everything! Aloha! Rico
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