Monday, November 9, 2009

At Queen's Park - day 70

The weather is very beautiful these days. I am sitting here, comfortable warm in the sun watching workers do their thing. But inside I am anxious, my mind is racing and I can not stop it.

I am in a very peculiar position to observe my own cognitive powers fluctuate. There are days when I can write and have fun with words even, and there are days when every sentence is born in pain. Today is one of those days.

We are down one more old tree in Queen's Park. Another tree was cut down near the war memorial.

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