I ate and was sleepy. I got out of the library and went to the bus. My bus pass worked. It is plus 30C today. This was at 3.17 bus. I got to post office. I was sending a package to a beautiful woman the other side of the world. I went to pay. My wallet is gone. My rent money is gone. My My. I didn’t feel much for it. I thought only to get home to get water. Money is not very much part of my daily thinking. I have bank cards in there and my bus pass but it is summer and I can walk. I have my cameras. I have my books. I have no food. I suppose the new landlord will understand that carrying that much money is not a good idea. The fun part is I had a seizure right about two blocks from my place. A woman in jean shorts came to my assistance. I told her this is daily event. She said she will check on me later and she did. You see life seems to balance out. Perhaps not. 
Filed under: Depression catatonia, insomnia, Memory loss, Sexy Friend, String Theory, writing and posting
