Back from a tennis match with Randy. It feels good to exercise, especially at something that I like playing. He's getting much better; making me run where before I could stand and watch the ball be hit right to me.
Nathan seems to be relapsing and/or dwelling. I don't know what to say anymore. I just hope that he finds his own way while I'm here to just "be." I know he doesn't expect anything from me, but it's still hard to just sit back and watch while he learns lessons that I've already learned. It always is.
I took the day off of work. I realize that I'm not a person that can work everyday straight through for very long. It's not in my character. I'll start planning my personal days for next year.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
