Drove to the hospital this morning before I’d had my coffee. Arrived to realize that I was without my wallet. No parking pass, no money for gas, NO COFFEE! Plunged into despair. Feeling like a penniless vagrant I prevailed upon the mercy of a parking attendant for a spot in the valet lot. I made my call and hiked back to the car and scrounged breathlessly for change in the ash-tray. For such a time as this I discovered an unused coffee coupon which entitled me to a free cup of premium roast coffee at the Golden Arches. Outright disaster averted. Equilibrium-restored I’m writing you. It’s dreary, wet and gray today. (I’m always inclined to spell this kind of gray-grey, British way). It is a perfect day for some writing.