The last day and the last night were spent in bed, in the warmth of the covers, to recover from whatever that incredible heartburn and severe ache in the stomach was. It was relaxing, once the guilty feeling that really there were better things to do had gone. The day turned to night, and there was music on the radio until two in the morning.
The neighbours American election party fizzled out, they had nothing to celebrate. The United states will develop from a two party society to a two class society with just the the rich and the destitute. The difference between the rich and the very rich is immaterial, for both have enough tor comfort.
The destitute will have none, and will be told that they only have themselves to blame. A form of manifest destiny.
Breakfast was nice today, and the digestive tract seems to be functioning once more. It was frightening, but seems to be in order now. The bluffs beyond the town are not visible, due to the fog Let there be some hope that it will be possible to get some work done later today.
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