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Before stepping into the shower, Monk checks his clock and winces when he sees it is already past ten-thirty. He had intended to skip the walk, since he did not have any bread for the ducks and was anxious to begin "Reading Vergil's Aeneid." But the grey, wet morning felt too good, feeling just a little cool. After being cooped up all the rainy day yesterday with Pop, he wanted to take in that air and get in a little exercise and freshen up with a shave and a shower.
I wonder how Monk had stayed in the house for those years, practically leaving only for Bo's annual vet appointment. That has to be almost as bad as prison. So stultifying. How did Monk stand it? I guess it just got normal somewhere down the line. At least Meredith woke him up from that.
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Before stepping into the shower, Monk checks his clock and winces when he sees it is already past ten-thirty. He had intended to skip the walk, since he did not have any bread for the ducks and was anxious to begin "Reading Vergil's Aeneid." But the grey, wet morning felt too good, feeling just a little cool. After being cooped up all the rainy day yesterday with Pop, he wanted to take in that air and get in a little exercise and freshen up with a shave and a shower.
I wonder how Monk had stayed in the house for those years, practically leaving only for Bo's annual vet appointment. That has to be almost as bad as prison. So stultifying. How did Monk stand it? I guess it just got normal somewhere down the line. At least Meredith woke him up from that.
