Joe's Diary

Annie is better. She commented the snow in the front yard, eariler today.

Nurse said that the unwell feeling was really nothing. I like the nurse. Her name is Marie.

Got a nice cake. Afterwards I dozed of in front of TV.

I fight, even when a bunch of things lack most of the meaning.

Such is the old age. A blessing and a curse.
All mixed up together.

Hope you like old songs...