Thinking it

tis a lot later in time than it is ... the quandaries to set tasks and achieve in the face of much in the toss and turn in waking hours ... the sunny day look outside ...the refuse cart reversing to come if not already ... 

The fresh empty bin stores thingy ready to battle others to fill in the general spring clean anyways 

Honing dormant ...

The latest acquired dwarf hamster 

... skills and doing pets again ... amazing ... a daughter thinks it will make me get a pet again  now!   ...

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... I am enjoying my freedom again; too much !!! 

Winds of change

sweeping through some of the areas within, after much anguish and pain. The stride out after much of a month away from the environment. The plans discussed in my inner circle. And where it would be nice to be ...

Another time in festive seasonal fare. The aromas wafting through the staleness and rot in the echoes of the rooms here .

That. That most do not understand that the body may have gone. The rot has not ... 

One humongous

month that was festively refreshingly very different. The present now sees a mammoth task left floating alone. The time to kick some more butts. The world is full of self with the world of communications furthering this absorption in society. The dog orders (dogooders) who flutter through with eyes diffident.