getting by

Last night was New Years eve, so I arranged to meet my sister, her friend Shirley, Ron (the lover of my best friend David, who died recently, I'll tell you about him later), and Ron's friend Darryl (?Darren?) at a nearby Thai resturant or dinner. Iy was good to be out, but it fshouldn't have seemed unusual to me - I'm a 52 year old person who went out to dinner just after sunset at a nearby restaurant - no big deal - but I've been so coddled here that it was absolutely frightening. And that's really sad. The funny and embarassing part oa this story is that when I first went in the restaurant