Not as early as hoped, probably.

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Yeah, but the trash did get sorted, a bit more out, a couple of bags of leavings stowed, and then the lot to the curb.  I also finished Tarnished Brass and will move on to The Servile State the next time I read.  I have to wonder if one of the main officers is related to the author.  If so, from what I can tell, the acorn may not have fallen far from the tree.  Not an indictment, if I read it correctly.  Good men often find themselves in flawed situations.  And, should a man find himself in that situation, even the offer to take it to pistols personally is what can save or kill the goodness a man chooses to pay lip service.  And the officer did so.  There is a reason the military isn't supposed to be allowed to function within US borders these days.  A line that is being pushed.

Next up, a shower and bath.  My skin is weak.  I was pretty sure, this last week, that I wouldn't be able to grab the eggs.  I was even a bit worried that I might get burned.  Just a feeling.  It could be thought that the mind limited my ability.  But I don't think that was it, in this case.  I just have had this feeling that my skin is not up to par.  That was something that was derived from other events within the last few months.  Perhaps it is my skin that is not getting as much blood as needed.  The rest of me seems more fit, but my skin has been weak.  It may also have something to do with the wounds in my left palm, from dreaming.  Keeping my nails short has not proven to allow that to heal.  I may have to figure out a bandage glove for at night.  It looks like, even with all care, the palm is not healing, and fresh scrapes seem to be continuing.  The baths are helping my skin to heal.  I would also guess, being more active may help.  Just holding things, with strength, tends to strengthen my skin.  The wounds on my palm are as if I was holding very thin cordage, and holding on very dear life.  The wound from the middle finger is so close in that I actually can't consciously get that finger that tight into the palm.  While awake, I sort of have to push it into place with my right hand, or it can't get in there.  Strange.  I never wake to pain, though, from the fist being that tight or the wounding.

Yes, I suppose I better get started.  Actually, I will look for canteens and the charcoal filter attachment.  Then shower and bath.  Perhaps putting a bit of salve and bandaging my left hand.  Any large break in the skin seems to weaken the whole of the skin.  That might be a majority of my problem, right there.  Well, that seems to be true for me.  Even back when I was healthy.  Whole or fragile, seems to be the way.  There seems to be some minimum of cohesion, or it all breaks down, at some rate dependent upon how much damage exists.  I am enough damaged, and ill enough to boot, that the amount of damage necessary, and the extent of damage, and the rate of lack of cohesion, are all maximized.  Still, I'll work on it, and it will get better.

Later.