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Cape May

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Our bookshelves, ourselves

Now that I’m in the boring healing stage of  various and sundry health issues, wherein it appears that my 51 year-old self was body-snatched by my 87 year-old self, I get asked how I’m feeling. Lately I’ve been saying 75%, but that just makes me feel worse. I’d feel better if we all would agree that I’m really still only a shadow of my true self and that there’s way more energy and vivaciousness and remembering the last 4 of my SSN to come. Time will tell, but all these digital clocks are mum.