The wonder a little jaded

while we go from another June to July ... 

though once I achieve some tasks today I hope to feel better for doing so... 

The summer birthdays in earnest within the core ... My time from translation to transition in the wonders of the world beyond the social exclusion to including ... 

I am now in pull back of the travels to get used to outside environments to combined time in a windowless ward kitchen, the desk within which all manners of clinical people go about the tasks in patient care. The time spent in company of patients who do not decline the offer of sitting with them a while .... The time appreciated from three different nurses whose various patients I was allotted on one occasion alone ... 

The time at the abode in reducing the unnecessary fuss that came by this way. The imprint in scars all round ... And unwinding each day from arduous tasks on a ward and at home in the housekeep of photos in batches and themes appearing chronologically ...