July, 23 2019 She arrives every Tuesday. She smells like cigarette smoke, wears a red jacket, has wide-spaced yellow feet, and looks like she’s seen everything since the beginning of time. She one of two cleaning women. The first time I saw her was in the “garden” which is a square at ground level in […]
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It’s a long story and I may have covered it already. But it does have it’s twists and turns so here goes: Valium, also known as diazepam – the taking of – runs in my family which is riddled with phobias and various types of anxiety. I had various odd anxieties most of my life. […]
July 20, 2019 For those of you who have never kept a diary, you should understand that it usually tilts to the dramatic, the tragic, and the things that stick in your mind. For example, we were having a perfectly calm dinner yesterday in what we now call the meat locker. They had said we […]
July 19, 2019 Breakfast oatmeal was not thoroughly cooked. I was afraid I’d get sick if I ate raw oatmeal. Just about everybody returned theirs. Learned that another cook had been fired, and that someone new had taken over the oatmeal. Got two hard-boiled eggs and dry white toast to go. Lunch was corned beef […]
