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It was a quiet Father's Day yesterday; not much at all got done. I'm not going to worry about it much. The YD made gluten-free chicken noodle soup for dinner.

A friend seems to have taken the advice I gave her yesterday. Given the amount of advice on relationships I've been handing out lately, I'm afraid my self-image as a geeky old curmudgeon may have suffered irreparable damage. I have no idea what to replace it with. Comfort zone? What's that?

That's the trouble with fashion: as soon as you find something that fits comfortably, they stop making it and you have to go looking for another brand. Chi pants, Keen hiking boots, loner, curmudgeon, ... They just don't make 'em like they used to. Anyone else remember having to buy new shoelaces because they wore out faster than the shoes?

Odd feeling

After reading a wonderfully cheering email from cflute just before noon, I went out for a walk. I found myself walking considerably faster than I have for weeks -- maybe months. At one point, walking down the back hill to the pond, I realized that I was feeling both cheerful and optimistic. It was unfamiliar, and very heady.

I can see how one could get addicted to that combination. The trick for me will be making it more addictive -- and more accessible -- than depression, which has been my drug of choice for decades.