Van Morisson’s “Into the mystic” is playing. I’m sitting out in the garden. It’s sunny, with a light breeze. In about an hour I’ll head down to the pub for dinner (no beer, just a Diet Coke today after the drinking last night) and a game of Scrabble. I’ll joke with the barmaid, eventually meander back home, watch a movie, catch a relatively early night.
Life is pretty damn good.
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