Memoire - June 3, '16

3.5 miles of walking in today...an injury healing. The public is a brutal investment in assisting. And in finance all heads are a disability away from rolling out a tumbleweed. I sense an America strained, drained and pained. But who said the rocks were the bottom? Maybe they might serve as a place for catapult. The television is pretty much dead to me, besides the occasional Lifetime movie Original with my wife. Hey, it's poorly produced, B-rated phenomena that is what it is, poorly produced.

I'm going for 5 miles this weekend. The habit has kicked-in and set me to a new course. To all of you a heartily-charted one.

Peace and Love always.