Nice.

Rereading my diaries from 2015-2016: cringy. I was madly in love with Brian and he was not very nice at the time.

The fireworks for Canada Day are going. In the faraway distance, probably at Lafarge Lake (downtown artificial lake park here). I have not eaten all day: I am forcing myself to eat a banana. I am starting to get tense again for a few reasons: the rodents though I barely hear anything anymore (nothing) and Laurel not eating anything except treats and fresh chicken and one incomplete meal can of wet food. But I have to recall all the nice moments and encounters and how great overall all these moments are that are stitched together so tightly daily.  Thank you God, once again, there is no one like You. But being 'blinded by the light' literally, when David said hi to me from his balcony was Your very divine impression of David to me.  David laughed when I said I was blinded by the light and he said, his favourite moto, It's all good.