Lunch with Nurse now back in seat.  She takes a nap and me in the office, studying technology

at new telecom.  Getting into it and developing obsessive traits, I can feel it.  Especially on the telecom side, more than data.

Writing Nurse earlier, again…. Learning about me and my new character, me as a father and writer, human, EVERYTHING.

About EVERYTHING singing to me the whole to and from Oliver’s.  Nurse and I listening to jazz, the same two guys that play every Friday.  Relaxed, in Friday mode, ready for trip to SF tonight with Jackie to see the Giants game.  One of the Nurse’s MANY gifts for my birthday.

Sorting and just cruising through pictures over the past near-year…. So many memories with the Nurse and I.  I am putting everything to our story.  All attentions and energies, perceptive resources.  I am rewriting my mind, for her and our story.

Almost 15:00 and time to leave.  Last Giants game I went to was…..  Not sure.  Decades ago?  No, went to one with Jack and his mom, but yes years ago.  In a different life.

Clocking out for the day.  Do I have everything?  Looking around me.  Wallet, phone…..