I am almost out of the latest brain relapse. I should not go out until tomorrow, but am going today - library, movie, etc. Yesterday, too unable to write, so I gave up on letters. But I might be able to write one or two today, (then print/send at library). So, that's good. Man downstairs STILL banging on walls. Despite my complaints. He does this because he has made himself a buddy to the LL, psychopath that he is. It's disgusting and completely evil Attack me from the begging - try to catch me in his own game, which is in his head - and then declare that I am the problem. How society looks to these bastards I shall never know.
Problem w/ going out today is that my replacement shoes might be left on the porch. And you know how everyone loves shoes.