Actually, food is helping.

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It is just taking some time.  Heat is helping too.  Rest was needed.  Like it?  Who even likes to sleep?  Well, other than loving it sometimes.  I mean, who likes to take time for sleep, or food, or... lots of things.  Just do?  Just do!  But, no.  Can't just do if you don't sleep, eat, and drink, to some (unknown) rightness.  Given how little I have tended things it is amazing... something... how long I have lived?  How well I still do sometimes?  Amazing.

Someone keeps doing the drive.  Removing snow.  I never catch them.  I would thank them.  Have to ask around.  Might not be this month, but I would like to include the helpers in a celebration of sorts.  I can't do much more than, sometimes, help myself.  But I can celebrate work and workers.  Gratitude is simple words without a bit more.  No, it's not payback, I can't afford it.  It's a mere acknowledgement and gratitude.  And, when I can, pizza.  It's more the idea than anything, given the givens.

In a bit of a grump.  Sick of enemies of the state being tolerated, the ungrateful laggards being offered a place at the table, and a few other things.  I am hoping some things will change.  We will see.  But everyone has to give something.  Nothing, not lunch, not grace, not heaven, is free.  I'll pray for the assholes, but I won't tolerate.  Might get me killed, robbed, or worse.  And?  Heh.  I won't let my soul go for the corrupted.  I'll give my life gladly for my Lord.  I won't even spit at assassins just... if all other options are gone... pray for them.  But if another way exists?  I'll destroy them until my Lord is ready to slay them with but a word.  I'm... almost jealous.  Though I know... that will hurt Him more than the cross.  Yeah.  Which is why I will not be lost to any potential... vengeance that is seen through me.  Amen.

A creature of pain, true.  I found my better, by far.  From that darkness I was brought to light.  Yes.  There is more, better, than agony.
Good night.