Dishes and a shower, maybe more.

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I am absolutely baked, tired, exhausted.  I have been all day.  Even so, a load of dishes and a shower, finally.  I even have them set up for another wash.  Yeah, but this time I'll wash, rinse, and put them up before bed... probably?  So cooked.  I haven't been this bad in a very long time.  I don't really know why.

I'll tell you, beside being exhausted, I am feeling like Custer.  The left and right are going secular, and if that is completed, there will be no difference.  Tribal lines are being drawn.  You will either be in or out or neither.  I am looking to be neither.  Technically I should be for the left and globalists, but I know that to be false.  Even if the right is against me, it is closer to being correct in this fallen world.  Though if it goes full bore secular, it will be the same as the left.

I am not, to be honest, greatly worried.  Worst case scenario, torture.  While I have shown, even rather recently, to be able to tolerate driving while in shock, having a bad heart means it would be a limited game.  I'd like to say I am defensible, but no single person or couple is.  Not even a whole family is.  It's damned dangerous out there, and even in an army you aren't necessarily safe.

Being tired doesn't help.  But I can't help noticing some things.  It's been heading this way for a while.  Oh well.  One of a few things.  None of which am I party to, it seems.  I don't mind that part, not much I could do on the bigger scene.  And, probably either way it goes down, no one involved is going to be... the same.