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January comes to an end. Thirty-one days of the new year come and gone. I spent the last day of the month practically comatose. Got up late, went out for a short while to grab some lunch, and came back and fell asleep for several hours. Sleep that knits up the sleeve of care! It was a rather nice day, but I couldn't talk myself into going for a walk. But, I feel quite rested and quiet.

Watched a Frontline special (on the web) about PD called My Father, My Brother, and Me. A good recap of what's been going on with PD research over the past 25 years. The show had a hopeful message regarding exercise and its impact on the illness. My sense of wanting to get more exercise (despite my reluctance to walk today) appears to be in-line with what researchers are discovering. Exercise and movement seem to moderate the symptoms and reduce depression and anxiety. The show talked about the Mark Morris classes and showed some footage of people dancing. Made me want to start running once again. Keep on moving!

Had a strange dream last night that involved creating rhyming words and forming new words by adding prefixes. The dream was an endless exercise in making word factory productions, like cheer, beer, deer, steer, and so on. Also changing the rhyming words to clear, fear, mere, Lear, smear and so on. The prefix exercises involved taking a word like able and forming unable, enable, stable, table, cable, fable, and so on. In some cases, the words and prefixes were much more complex--I wrestled in the dream with making such productions. The dream continued for a long time. When I was awakening, I had put together some rather abstruse combinations, which I don't recall now.

February begins! Monday will be ground hog's day. Punxsutawney Phil is on the way!