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Modernismo / Mario Zanini/ Paisagem com riacho

Back at work today.  I do appreciate one part of the daily grind.  If I use public transportation and walk between stops. I manage to get a minimum of around 8,000 steps a day in.  I have to work out a little dab of self-discipline where I get that level of exercise every day.  I should probably work on the process of raising that average to around 10,000 because God likes round numbers.

 I’m still a little cringe-ey at the idea of going in today.  I am hoping against drama, but my futurevision tells me that isn’t going to be the case.  Gotta steel myself against the probability of fuckupedness.  

Home life kinda blows.  The cancer wind is blowing through the family and things are sucking hard there.  I will be there and help wherever I can help, but these kinds of things have a trajectory of their own and are going to do what they are going to do.  One of the hardest things to do is to just soldier on.  Helluva note that at my age I still need to be a good example.