June 18, 2024

Went to the Woodfin Y first thing, had a workout. It felt good. I hesitated because I didn’t want to see C, and, of course, C sat at the desk at the top of the stairs and could not be avoided. It’s four years since my last visit, and that hasn’t changed. C never offends in any way, except to say “Good morning today” when he sees you, invariably, inevitably. I would do anything to avoid hearing those three words. I think twice about entering the Sav-Mor, because I always seem to be buying tonic water, and the check-out crone will always testify how tonic water is good for leg cramps, the quinine, you know. In fact, no it isn’t. Repetition has always driven me wild. Another day of heat, the sky a leaden yellow-gray.