Nothing doing.

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Taking little things in the game off an unwritten list.  The trick is to get certain things done before they can't be done.  The game, at some point, closes access to certain quests.  I'm still not sure if it is based on beating certain bosses, or merely being in certain zones.  Though, at this point, for the majority, I think... think now... it is about beating specific bosses.

Though, it isn't always about quests.  Access to some areas, in time, becomes impossible.  Essentially, at some point, the world changes.  Actually, at several points.  What is lost, is replaced by new accesses.  Which, is fine, unless you had something undone in the old access.  But remembering everything is... unlikely.  I would guess some sort of check list would be needed.  Hmm... I wonder if someone has set up such a check list already.  I'd bet on it.  Finding it, and perhaps getting it printed somehow, would be the trick.

Oh, right, another bill.  I'll get to that.  Termite inspection.

No extra work.  Just couldn't do it.  About ready for bed though.  And, it's relatively early.  I have been going to bed sometime between 05:30 and 11:00, lately.  But that time, from day to day, has shifted a lot!  So, at 02:21, this would, again, be a major shift, but in the right direction.  Perhaps, yet this week, I can make it in to get blood work at the V.A.

Oh, I did get medicine in though.  I pushed it, a bit.  But... all good.  Now to rest.  Then, get up tomorrow, and try to hit dishes.  I think I can, but it's just not going to be as fast as I had hoped, with things.  I'll keep at it.  Goodnight.  Sleep well, dream well, see you tomorrow.  I hope, mostly.  Just saying, if I didn't wake up, it wouldn't... hurt my feelings.

Have you ever had trauma.  You knew you should be screaming.  Something was terribly wrong.  But your body had numbed something, or everything?  Well, yea.  The last few days to week, it's been back there, in the background.  I have been trying to ignore it.  Hoping it wouldn't peak through.  And, so far, it hasn't.  Mostly.  Just... hints.  Hoping it doesn't pop on me, and passes, or I do.  I have a body that truly was built for pain.  But... both it, and I, am tired of it.  And... more.

Valhalla isn't my goal, mind you.  Just another hell, as I see it these days.  But... you... know what I mean.  No, I wouldn't accept a cheaters death, suicide or murder.  I must, and will, live until God takes me, rightly.  I'll fight to live.  God said so.  Just... it does get tight, from time to time.