Today was a lay saturday, a day of loneliness and depression. Went to the meeting at the gallery, and listened to the others talking primarily about themselves., a constant stream of praise. Praise for themselves, seeming not to care much whether the hearer was interested.
Slept long, being tired.
There is no point in seeing people in this frame of mind. Go to the shops and buy a bag of Elstar apples. This variety keeps well.
There is very little to be happy about at the moment, very little personal intercourse.
For example, none today
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