Today I have been smoke-free for 20 years! I’ve been fat ever since but if returning to a size 3 meant not being able to breathe all over again, I would gladly stay a size 10-12!

On the 27th of this month, I will have been keeping a journal for 30 years! So a couple of definite impressive milestones this month to be proud of.

We went out walking late last night and it was utterly freezing in the high 40s. I usually like to walk before I run, but I was so cold that I broke into a run right away to try to warm up. I never did, though, and so I’m going to get myself a hot pink 3-hole ski mask as well as pink and black microfleece-lined gloves. The pale pink knit gloves I have don’t really keep my hands all that warm.

Carolyn is 63 today. About 5 years older than I would have guessed her to be.

Just a bunch of snippets of dreams last night…

Heading toward an exit after some kind of event as a young woman in a sparkly leotard and lots of makeup closed a door as someone told me that the exit was for the performers.

Entering an arcade and wanting to play a certain game even though I knew it may put my computer at risk of getting a virus.

Me with another guy and a couple of kids on a swing set in a rural area (makes me wonder about the parallel lives theory again since an afterlife doesn’t seem scientifically possible) waving to a guy passing on a moped and thinking of the slower, quieter times of day in which to rest or do certain things if I wanted to.

Handling a typical soap dispenser.