11-3-2002

I couldn’t help but notice that I was on the yard with six African Americans. I was able to get along with them as usual. I shot the basketball for a while. Then I did yoga and legs with C. It’s helpful to have a workout partner. I need to get my joints well.

I read the Kung Fu novel and my eyes got red. It’s addicting. I stopped myself so I could write some letters. I wrote to KW, G, Mom, Sis and S. I wanted to write more, but ran out of time. I will have to get busy with the correspondence course.

I’m taking things one day at a time.

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