I guess I don't really mind talking to people. At the church supper I met Linda T.'s brother.He had cared for his wife in a wheel chair and she died two years ago...and now he eats out all the time cause he doesn't like his own cooking. And I heard about the garbage man's surgery to relieve his hiatus hernia....and that Lornie F.'s grandaughter has just arrived by plane today for a visit...and Lilla who is approaching her high nineties has had stitches in her head after a fall...
This is really different for me. I think last year I somehow managed to get in and out of the same "supper" without talking to a soul. Would we want to be consistent creatures? Sometimes yes and sometimes no.
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