It may be too reckless for me to be going to Brewberry's twice in one weekend (even if it is only a block away), but I'm not going to walk for six weeks and I wanted to have one last good weekend of independence. I'm glad I did it. Yesterday's walk was full of difficulty reading traffic, but today ow read the intersection perfectly! This was a good thing for me to see. If I'd really bombed it today, it would be that much harder to try to get out and walk after I recover. This is my opportunity to get it right.
As usual, it's all quiet on the campus. I'm not going to speculate on whether it's because people got drunk last night or studied because I don't think I really want to know the answer. I'm reading an excellent book by a doctor, she sounds wonderful, but I don't want to be her patient yet, she's a forensic pathologist. Still, her insight on death and dying is refreshing. She seems smart enough to know that she doesn't know it all.