Nothing much is going on around me. The only thing of real importance that took place was my wife's presentation of her post-doctoral thesis to the public. It was about "Fetal Risk" and it was well attended and also interactive. At the end of the presentation the examiners, four of them, appreciated it and gave her their recommendations to be submitted to the University.
Other than that I have managed to go through my collection of books that I had purchased during the early ninety's. I finished all of John Grisham and Jeffrey Archer and now I am reading Forsythe. These stories can be read again and again after giving them a reasonable gap, preferably a couple of years. Reading is immensely enjoyable and also relaxing. Beats watching the TV.
Time passes by swiftly. The day breaks and before you know it, it is gone. There is truth in the verse from a poem - "What life is this, so full of care, we have no time to stand stare. Not that I have a lot of cares. My retired life is peaceful though there is nothing much to do. When I am not reading I listen to music, eat, nap and, when the day ends, go to sleep. Boring.
I some times stand at the window overlooking the street in front of my house and watch the people passing by.