Childhood, in the last instant.

Love that frog. But also yesterday saw three baby fish. Which is nice. Although before after a few years it started getting crowded...

Got an adjustable cello chair. Finally my 6'5" frame fits comfortably. Thanks to this chair and removing the pegs on the left. Which, BTW, today I measured myself and I seem to have grown another half inch in the last couple years. Two years ago I went to my cousin's wedding. He's a few years younger than me and I hadn't seen him in maybe 5 years. Previously he had been taller. But at the wedding he was now shorter than me. I then went home and measured myself and found that I was still growing in my mid 30's. At 36 I was up to 6' 4" and 5/8th inches.

Now at 38 I'm 6'5" and 1/4th inches.

Perhaps that's not normal. Certainly would not seem to be normal. And certainly seems in general that I'm really not normal in so many ways. By some miracle I haven't been burned at the stake. I've even been allowed to have a job and so on, with money left over for things beyond mere survival. But what I've been through, who I've been, what I think = not normal. How it relates to still growing in my late 30's I couldn't say. Perhaps that is normal for a vegan? Perhaps the acidity of meat causes continous leaching of calcium from bones and otherwise growing a bit in to one's late 30's would be normal.

But I can think of another possibility that there's no point really in writing down.

Bought a silky shirt for running and this morning's six mile 2/1 interval run didn't hurt my nipples at all. Did run it 40 seconds slower (57:25). But that was expected. Body will have to adjust to increased mileage.