I noticed something about myself a year or two ago. If I hole up in my house, as I’m inclined to do, I get a little down. I wouldn’t say depressed but close to it. Maybe depressed.

Since coming back from Bangkok, I’ve been a bit sick and tired. I hate that I can’t do much of anything without having what I think is the lupus fatigue set in. I also had some chest congestion though. Some of the blood pressure meds I take contribute to that. No doubt these cigars are not helping. I enjoy them so much though. Jessie is fussing at me for smoking them too much. I’ll probably end up quiting them but I’ll have to decide that on my on. They can’t be good for my enlarged heart.

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