Thirty years ago today
I got off work at around 17:30.
When I got home I gathered up all the books I'd borrowed and went to the library. I turned in everything except for the one that I was currently working on, which I thought would take another three months to read.
I bought bread, cream, juice and the newspapers.
I made pancakes with sour cream and some home fries.
I didn't shave or shower.
I did some work.
No one called me.
I got sleepy around 21:00, laid down and conked out. I didn't wake up until 23:15. I got up and made the bed, brushed my teeth and went back to sleep.
I guessed that Elaine had decided that she didn't like talking to me after all.
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