the feeling of futility wafts through me. i felt my feet had begun healing, but after 5 walks the crack's extended, and will take longer to heal, that is if the fungus is diminishing. 
the worst is mister is getting deaf and he went up to a woman who has a horror of dogs, and then this woman walking a bike who has been hating on me for years starts in about the law and she gets my name from my library card which is open to view in my phone wallet in my hand and i hate the fact she knows my name and fear she will expand her mission to enforce the law on me. i say why don't you mind your own business, he wasn't harming anyone, but hateful people have business everywhere with everyone. of course mister is oblivious to the law and just wants to make friends, and i have to physically push him away. what will happen now? will my foot heal? will i suffer the law of the bad neighbor? if i could i would disappear somewhere, to the mountains, say.