Howdy

Relations,

I will be in a safe place that is located out side of my lodge in just about two hours. To do the therapeutic thing and have a mental flossing. Looking forward to it quite a bit. There has been a few things running through my mind and I think a good damned floss will do - not too much in need of an enema today. It feels good and right in my center to have an allie in Sir Dude. He is the sort I would highly recommend to Kinfolk and Kindred.

Even in today's times and society, many Folks have this standoffish - looking down their nose about therapy. Shit, too bad for them. I'm in a place where I am able to say I was at the edge not that long ago. In really bleak and dark places. The Meniere's Disease, loss of life style, thoughts of suicide and harming myself, plus a cornucopia of other issues. It's different today and am glad that I committed self to getting emotional assistance and the psychological aid when I needed it. My bag is more emotional these days, just not as heavy. True, we continue to speak of such, yet we're in a better place as a Team than we ever have been.

I am pleased.

I don't know why or what it is that has created a re-fascination with Cowboy and Cowgirls. Honestly, I may be leaning a bit this way towards today's Cowboys. There is something different about these fellers compared to the Cowboys I knew as a child. If as a child, I saw these Cowboys as they are today, well, I reckon I would be clad in denim and Cowboy boots year round. Pretty much. Why lie? There's just something way hotter  about Cowboys today. And damn it, these Cowgirls just may have had me wearing boots to bed too. I spell it H-O-T. So buff. That simple too.

Sir Dude, I'll see you in a bit. I better get up front so I can keep an eye and one ear open for that Little Bus. Until then.......