Shortly have to go. I’m shaking to death and burning up like fire is normal. It’s been happening for so many years. I don’t know why I’m complaining. Don’t I look lovely? I look pitiful. I’m just wondering if I can get out of this house it’s an effort. I’m sore to get used to the abuse but thenis there a brighter side of the world. Leaves and shrinks the next article will be. I’m always coming up with bright ideas.