In the style of a detective narrative.

Sackville - 6.03pm Sunday 26 June.
The weather started out hot but I was not feeling the best.
Just the mood thing of mine dipping low again.
Email messages were few.
Friends are quiet.
Breakfast was nourishing. A nutritionist may be pleased with me.
Jerry and his parents and brother went to their cottage, I remained home.
I sat in the Sun, covered in insect repellant. Partially succesful. Only two bites instead of a zillion.
Looked at my favourite www.airliners.net site and decided to post a link to some videos of crazy landings:
http://www.flightlevel350.com/index.php?action=ad(copy & paste it...it isn't a link)
My weight has increased due to some new medication I'm on.
Bummer!
Not fair!
Evil drugs!
I'll probably need deliverance now to rid me of this demon weight gain, mood enhancing drug!
Had 3 really good days last week. Hope was in my heart.
The week I spent in Toronto was good. Very good. Maybe excellent.
Thanks God.
Most people know I love to travel. Wish I was travelling now.
Found this quote in Sarah Hunter's blog....
"Travel is only glamerous in retrospect."
– Paul Theroux
It's true.
Time to go.
Hugs to anyone who reads this. Maybe just me. I'll hug myself then.