Kinfolk, Kindred and Relations,
I send you greetings.
I beg your pardon and I know the past week or few have been strange for me. Maybe for you too?
I know that there's usually so much to say - so much to share. I don't tweet you see, I talk. For me this is another form of talking for me. I suspect tweeting would be too brief a connection for me. There is nothing like an excellent conversational exchange over a cup of tea, coffee or beer.
Day before yesterday, my cellular device was washed with the laundry. I have prayed - I have done all I can, but this one is gone. It even feels different in my hands. As if it's dead and is nothing but dead weight now. Oh shit, I hate that this shit happened. I've always "hated" on others for doing and letting dumb ass shit happen to their telephones. Ha! Shit really does happen, you all!
I have this urgency to get out of door to my gardens, birds, turtles and hounds. Am thinking about throwing out a few pepper seeds for some colour and the pepper's. Yesterdays plenty rain and thunder was exceptional for my plants, bushes and trees...
...the rains also made very clear the greenness of happy weeds in the three gardens I could see from the kitchen/Florida room window. Pesky little bastards. Mr. Gripper, is ready and so are a couple of bags for the trimmings and the pickings.
Meniere's Disease is here with me and does want me to pass along a message...
..".this fool is mine". Meniere's, says, "have and do all the surgery's and operations and procedures you want!". It does not matter! This disease dictates my every spell, my every mood, my every day! The symptoms of attacks and post attack symptoms...
...it's just happens to be a different day today. It's the 25 of May, 2012. Look, I don't want to focus on the Meniere's aspects right now. I have ants in my pants and I need to get up from here and do something.
This depression shit lingers...
....but, I see a bit of a clearin' up ahead...
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