I'm so lame. I sit here all day staring out my window and playing solitaire on my computer. Nothing gets done. It's not that I have a lot to do. It's just that I could die and not be missed for days. Nothing I do is relevant to anyone life or existence. Gone are
the dreams of leaving a mark on the world.
I sound pretty grim, don't I? Guess I'm depressed. Jane is still in pain with her back. Her shot last week has helped but certainly not 'cured' her. She is moving very slow.