It was another quiet day. I quit playing Scrabble competitively (with other people, for rating points) because i was losing so much and it was making me angry. I went back to playing the dumbest bots, where i am pretty much assured of a win. It's juvenile i know, but at least there's not all that poisonous rage and it still passes the time and i exercise my mind and i enjoy the occasional clever play i make.

It's not much of a life, but i try and count my blessings: i'm safe, i have my cozy private home, i'm not in any physical pain, my time is my own, etc. I guess it will have to be enough.