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Slept in really late this morning. Finally arose and went for a walk on the baylands. It was a balmy day. Felt good to walk some. After lunch, I came back and fell asleep for quite a while. Don't know why I'm so tired, but sleeping some felt good. I was up a bit late last night--started dinking around on the computer and the time flew by.

I know I dreamed throughout all of this sleeping, but don't recall specifics.

May walk the baylands again tomorrow. The PD class instructor passed out a study that indicated it would be best to walk about 50 miles every month. That's about 1.5 miles per day. That's a lot of walking along with all other activities. But the body knows best! I feel like I'm spending all of my time dealing with this illness (exercise, classes, walking, diet, sleep, medication, and so on). I'm also reading, doing things on the computer, watching movies, and so forth. But everything still seems constrained, constricted, and locked in somehow.

Memories! The faint misty trails of things gone past. Dreams of dreams!