A bit more, and now even more.

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Work, that is.  Dishes were reset.  I will probably go, rinse them in hot water, then dry them... all of them, if I'll rinse in batches.  A trim before doin that.  A shower after.  Then more dishes in for a wash.  As well, I hope to get trash sorted, and recycling.  I mostly just need to get bags in the barrels.  Oh, I might as well... wait... I won't wash laundry, as whites are the next, and I will be putting the towel I use for the shower in.  Then, I think, everything will be washed.

I had a meal.  An odd one, but it worked.  An ounce and an half of mixed nuts, four slices of munster cheese, and three cups of kefir.  A... admittedly... strange meal.  But it worked really well.  I suppose, though, after dinner, I'll have some of the burger crumble, spiced a bit warmer with the carolina reaper and a potpourri of else, with cheddar and... I think I am out of sour cream.  I'll have to check the salsa and guac.  It should be quite good.

It is nearing time to put the birds up.  But they won't go if they aren't feeling it.  I'm pretty sure the waterers are still flowing, so I will let those alone until later.  I refreshed the girls' water twice today, so that won't be bothered about.  Hmm... always little things to be done between here and there.  I think the food is helping get me to a place where work is more likely.  So far behind, in so many places and areas, but it starts where it does.  Goes as long and well as it can.

Someone has been digging, looking, viewing, and thinking.  They have found things from very far back.  It's like they are trying to put something together, a collage, of me, for me?  Or... for someone else?  But I am seeing it.  It isn't showing up in all ways.  But there are clues, here, and there.  I do see.  But it is beyond what my eyes see.  I sense it.  I don't always like it, or approve.  I'm not always ready to face... what was back there.  But... so be it.

I am not absolutely sure how they are hiding their more direct tracks.  I would guess they have a copy, offline, perhaps including the music?  Or... some of it.  I'm not a techy.  I'm not even sure that is possible (or I might consider doing it).  That is... just... what my mind says... or suspects... and suggests to me is happening.  Someone showing someone else, or several others, around.

Yes, I... see you, in a way.  Fourth wall?  Be careful with the fifth wall.  That is me seeing you look me over through your eyes.  I... already do some of that.  Later.