Dreams fade when they are painted on the world.

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Yes, dreams too.  Haunted by events of the near future.  Burning shadows with the fires of truth, repentance, righteousness.  Giving even of life, if necessary.  I am not alone if there are others much closer to the line, of flesh.


I slept well, and hard.  A bit long, though that may have been an honest need.  Going from doing almost nothing, for months. to shoveling such a load, was bound to cost dearly.  Surprisingly, other than three extra hours of sleep giver or take, and slight 'citrus' twinges on both sides of my lower back, the price was low.  I don't know about getting out today.  I don't know about doing anything.  I do know, if I can, I will.  I will do what I may.

Getting formal clothing together, clean, and ready... plus shoes... is the priority.  Next, another bit of grocery shopping would be good.  Plus I want more of that sandwich bread.  The Crumb Brothers does make some might fine break.  I am sure there are others.  But this one I know and some of the folks I know are friends with the owners.  Now, that wouldn't convince me to advert for them, mind you.  Only quality will do that.  Plus, I want some rolls to go this time too.  Those are haunting my sleeping gastronomical hunger and sweet tooth.  I really liked those.

Not sure what will be done, or when.  I just know I am in excellent shape for having been pushing and shoving my body after pushing and shoving my day for a week or two.  I'll... do what I can.  Have a great day.