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People forgive when I am too tired to go to dinner and dancing.

I, however, am not forgiving of myself. I feel lame, like I am becoming the boring and infirm middle aged fuddy-duddy I'm afraid of being.

I also had to cancel a job interview. The job would be in Newton. I actually knew the area--and remember the long walks from Newton Highlands station and the always being late. Of course, I cannot use the car to get there unless I take driving school.

I have also been very distracted today. I had to correct several mistakes keying.

Today could be worse. I could have been late too.