Sunday
Quiet night but had another “bomb
dream”. Slept till 10. Thick fog, which cleared by 11, and gave way
to a hot day. Stayed in writing, doing
chores. Wondering whether to go in or
not. Thought I would if there was a fog,
then began to write, and decided it was too much trouble. I am expecting trouble before long, but I
think my 2 years solid duty offset a certain amount of slackness now. I still have the greatest difficulty to
concentrate. Cannot read a book through.
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