Day 262

Church was meaningful with a sermon on hypervigilance and mindfulness and asking for prayers for Fran, my CJ friend. My little congregation is another family too. Then Gerry’s 90^th birthday party across the street where I exhibited my usual social discomfort by eating everything I could find and then leaving. It was a crowded and noisy affair that could have been a Yurok tribal meeting. Spent the rest of the day quietly after a brisk walk in the wind. Onward and upward.