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Trying to say something without saying too much. A trick for some, impossible for others. I do feel cornered, a bit. I am just as comfortable in a corner as not, more so than other places. I can see what is coming and nothing can get behind me. Plus, I do have reach, of various sorts. Still... I have invoked anger, not mine, or in me. I think there was an attempt to incite it, or see how I would react. Difficult to discuss at the moment. No, it really didn't bother me. Some of my responses have stirred a hornets nest though. Well, it wasn't meant as turnabout, but that is fair enough. I won't be cornered, either. Chalk won't do it, or words, or will. Just know. However, trying to put things just so, in words, is a bit of a trick. More so for those who don't understand some things.
Yes, things on my mind. But that isn't why I can't sleep. It seems, when I hit on work, the engine started. And the engine isn't going to quit until it runs out of energy. I'll keep doing minor tasks until it does. A minor task, then some music, or sudoku, or a bit of news or other reading, then another task. I need to try to run the engine dry without somehow filling the tank. Dishes next, then a break, then clearing the kitchen table and another break. If I am still going, I might yet get to pie crusts, and perhaps some photography. No, I don't do selfies. Not directly, not indirectly. Giants don't look good on film, of any sort. Hmm... I actually have two different tripods. A tabletop, and a full standing one. That should make the task easier. I also purchased a remote for the camera, which I can place in my pocket, so that I can take snappies without gooing anything electronic. Goo and electronics are a terrible mix.
Ah well. Later.
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