“Life begins at forty! Tell that to John Lennon!” π
Yesterday, I attended an event in the evening where a Born-Again Christian spoke about his path to righteousness through the life and music of Johnny Cash. I was able to participate in the entire event without any bouts of anxiety. It was good to see him again, as I had seen him last month in Magherafelt but left due to stress.
Today, my cleaner came to tidy up my place. It’s shipshape and Bristol fashion, once more; at least downstairs. Then I went out for a while. First to head to an Applegreen on the main road between Ballymoney and Ballymena – after finding out its location due to a fire at the neighboring business Sunday before last. I had some trepidation being on a road that wasn’t familiar. But I handled it well. Then I went to the Gregg’s at that Applegreen – first time for everything – and had a sausage roll. I was offered a free doughnut for my birthday. However, I said, “No!”
People say good things about June Babies. I felt resentful growing up as I thought that July Babies grew up to be more successful. Such is life. π
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