Yesterday was one of those gray days

My mind was a bit foggy.

Ankles stiff

I turned the lamps on early

And made cookies.

Before I retired I used to sit at a desk all day reading

Cases and researching points of law

Surrounded by books and files

Stacked up at my elbow, teetering in a pile on the floor.

In adjoining offices

People talked

About legal matters, their

Voices a background murmur

And someone might be pouring coffee.

My telephone rang with clients, court, lawyers on the line

And appointments, sometime two or three

In a row.

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