Saturday, August 27, 2016

Nice, I suppose.

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Something is nice, to be sure.  Not I.  You?  The day?  Ah, perhaps that it is past 11:00 and I am yet up.  Stretched, a bit.  Some days it means nothing, some days it opens something.  Something is open.  I saw a few old tunes, video tunes.  They don't mean much, just... in congregate, a description of what is open?  Maybe.  Life yawns, I merely wish to sleep.  Though some, in their own ways, for this time, know it far more deeply, if all really proves out, than I do.






Never worry.  Feelings like this aren't... as bad, I think, for me, as they might be for you, or him.  In many ways I have been planning for death, or expecting it?  Yes, I have been expecting it for longer than he has.  Just by half a decade or a little more though.  While he is older, I am even still closer to where he wishes to go.  It weighs on one.  Now I am quite used to the fact that... it hasn't, and probably won't happen, for a longish time.  To think, if true, another century might be asked of me?  Shoot, I've got it in me if God can handle my whining for the next hundred years.  I try not to whine too much.  But... you know me.  Don't you?

Just reverse spanning head space in the gray department.  I'm sure it means something.  Too tired, too numb, somewhat strange, and going south-er.  Yeah, I best go on to bed.  Tomorrow, maybe, up until 13:00?  Oh, that'll hurt.  This is just numbing and odd.  Tomorrow, and Monday, will hurt.  I best get the post and other business arranged Monday so I can sleep for a while.  Good day and night.  At least the hunger is gone, or is sensed in a way that doesn't seem like hunger?  Yeah, things like that happen when you push envelopes within envelopes within other things.  Thinking you hear something here that is coming from over there... lots of odd little things.  But your mind can't quite attune for it, even if you realize what is happening.  I think, when I have nearly frozen, it was like that then, too.

No, not going to die.  Just in an odd state.  Dissociation, due to doing too much and being awake too long, perhaps with the fasting adding a bit to it as well.  Yeah.  Good night.

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