Go to the courthouse. It is mostly empty. Offices are closed up. Court forms are sitting on tables outside waiting for no one to pick up. Those ominous warning signs are posted everywhere. My sentencing hearing is delayed again. Argue forcefully for a bail reduction for my client. Case set over for tomorrow. In the afternoon go to the optometrist for an eye examination. My eyesight has slightly improved. My new contact lens prescription is less powerful than what I have been using the past two years. At night walk along the lakefront to Northpoint. Walk down Farwell Avenue and up Brady Street.
