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Just the Way I Like It

I’ve been promising Eri that I would go get my anxiety medicine refilled. She’s been worried about my frequent panic attacks and I’ve been putting off doing anything about it.

I took the subway downtown to this clinic I used to go to last year, but when I got there they said since it’s been so long I’ll need to make an appointment to see the doc. So I’ll visit them again in a couple of weeks.

I took the opportunity to do what I think is the best kind of mental health care - walking and people watching.

I love living in the City of Trees.


After lunch when Eri and the boys were napping I got a little housework done, like cleaning the driveway, and took time to gaze at some of the views I take for granted.



A good friend gave me some habaneros from her garden last week, which inspired me to make a batch of homemade salsa.


She said the peppers were pretty spicy, so I took a couple of test nibbles as I was chopping up the first one. It didn’t seem that spicy to me so I ended up putting in four or five. It turns out the spiciness takes a minute to kick in and now I have some pretty spicy salsa. Just the way I like it. I’m probably the only one in our house who will be enjoying it.


It was a chilly autumn late afternoon but the boys claimed they felt warm and Kenzo even said he was hot at one point. My hands were pretty cold, but watching them play in the street in front of our house warms me up.

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