Thursday, February 9, 2017

Up and at it.

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I woke at a pretty good pace and at a reasonable hour.  It didn't hurt that the drive is clear.  I can't tell if someone worked it or if it simply thawed off.  Though I suspect someone did it.  I'll look more closely when I go out.  That added a little speed to my step, I must admit.  Something about not having to face that when weak, or weakened.  Oh, my pinkie if finally back in good order though.  Not that that ever stopped me, it's just I can use that hand without causing occasional throbbing through that hand and arm really.

Yeah, a shower first.  A good, solid, deep cleaning, sudsy, double or triple wash shower.  Hot, extra hot, and a bit longer.  Being just a bit before noon thirty I have the time.  Thankfully, one of the last things I did before realizing one of my checks wasn't coming in was to fill the gas tank.  Just this one last piece of business and, either this month or next, I'll be back in the black and on top of the surf, rather than tumbling through it.

Dreams.  War.  Some terrible enemy who had been attacking for some time, the leader, captured.  I was showing him mercy, by putting my sword through his face rather than turning him over to my less than happy cohorts when the alarm went off.  I can't remember so surely ever having killed a man, and in such a way.  I suppose I have dreamed of shooting men, and killing one by hand... broke his neck since my firearms were stowed and the meeting was a surprise.  But never have I dreamed of killing a man with a sword, in war or duel.  Anyway.  The alarm sort of ruined it.  Like to kill?  How about like to survive, and win, against aggression?  Yes.  Could, and would, do that all day long.  Well, in theory.  Too old now.  Could probably only do it until noon, then I'd need at least a short nap.

I'll try to keep my browsing and such short.  But I do need some waking time.  I don't have a pull start.  Electric, and the board is a bit corroded.  It'll get there.  Hmm, I'll have something to eat along the way, too.  Nothing fancy, just something.  Gotta have something.  Just haven't been doing right by food lately.  Can't eat as much as anything.  All good.  Today I will eat.  Later.

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