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I will know shortly. I have moved my medicines to where I can see them. It is working. I am taking them again. My nights and days keep shifting, but not the way I would like it. That will take time, that part always does. As for doing much, that just isn't going to happen for a bit. These medicines are surprisingly effective, however. Sometimes 'it just happens', overnight at times. This is the best, for me, gunk they have ever offered. I suppose that it works on what is really wrong doesn't hurt.
I was just thinking, the last few days, how good it would be to have some of the people I like and love live a little, or lot, closer. The problem is we can't stand each other for long. My mom, my lady friend, my brother. Still, if they lived closer... No, everybody is busy. I wouldn't see them all that much more often. Love is quite a funny thing. And this time it isn't just me. This notion used to make me quite sad. There was no hope of building a 'loved ones only' sanctuary, whiling away time safe and happy. As time has progressed, I have let go of the sadness. Now I simply enjoy what contact I have with them. I like our short conversations. It is enough, at least as far as they go.
A little love, closer, more... romantic in nature, though, would be very nice. I think I can. I simply have to stop goofing with medicine stops. Then again, that was created by some serious dreaming. I am almost still tight and sore from all that. I have never dreamed that many nights in a row, nor that hard. So, I suppose, it wasn't just me being foolish. Some things can cause me to lose my grip, even as good as that has become.
Not sure when I am going to join the club, see my friend again, or even get out of the house again. While I love my home I enjoy getting out too. The weather would make for a pleasant, easy, safe drive through the mountains. I ought to find a destination, a bed and breakfast, a nice cozy decent inn tucked away somewhere. A place or three to go for a short stay, new views, or whatever might interest me. Take some food with me, eat out a meal or two, split the difference on price and luxury. Anyway, I... have things to do.
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