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September 2020 . . . .
“Belaboring the Mundane”
I have walked seventy miles in August. Every bit of that effort has been in the circle from the dining-room which is my office, through the kitchen to the living room, around and down the short hall to my office again. A circle-lap of thirty paces of two and a half feet each, 75 “laps” per mile and usually about 225 laps per day. A darkly lunatic behavior by any normal measure, except for the idea that I am choosing to remain in tight lockdown during this pandemic. And I’m getting exercise. .Normal? What exactly do I mean? We don’t got no stinking normal . . . .
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