Trying to push on through.

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I can't remember when I went down.  I think it was around 14:00?  I am waking right at midnight.  I had to push to stay asleep that long.  Which was difficult.  Cars, trucks, motorcycles, and atv's seemed to be running the streets, at speed... right until midnight.  Kept waking me.  Not a complaint, just the way of it.  It was a good day, I am sure people really wanted to be out.  I... wanted to be out!

Sometime in the afternoon I could smell flowers.  I have some flowering bushes in the back, I am pretty sure it was them.  And, it got pretty warm.  At some point, upstairs, with the windows open, it got up to 73!  Not sure what it was outside, but that is pretty warm.  The warmest I have seen it in a very long time.  And, that warm bump was just a day.

I figured, nearing June, weather would switch.  Looks like it is giving it a go.  It's down to 53, currently.  But, given that has been the highs for the last week or two (when I have been awake and took readings), that is actually fairly warm.  For nights.  So, yea, we'll see.

I am trying to push my days and nights around.  I may have to nap, somewhere in there.  Since it is a particular day and time I am trying to hit, I am not terribly worried about total effects.  Just want to hit a specific time on a specific day.  Coming up fast.

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Sore.  Not as bad as it has been.  Midsection, again as if I had been in a fight, but a week or two ago.  No dreams of fighting recently, that I recall.  I did dream I was walking with Death.  I had asked it to do me a favor.  It never said yea, or nay, it merely didn't do what I asked.  So, I ate Death.

I thought, perhaps, that in consuming death, I would possess the skills or powers to do the deed.  Or, perhaps, the consumption itself would be lethal.  Nope, in either case.  I did learn that Death isn't... a power, force, or such, merely a... system.  It doesn't choose who is to die, or when.  Other things do that.  It merely appears and... it all happens.  I couldn't obtain that grant or power or skill, for there wasn't one.

So, I regurgitated Death.  Apologized, and we continued our journey.  Death seemed to forgive, and was rather nonplused about it all.  I... got the distinct feeling I was not the first to have done this.  I asked who else.  Death just grinned.  Death never did say anything.  Didn't seem to be happy, or sad.  Like a successful traveling salesman, just... doing the job left to do, as well as able.

So, travel on we did.  Not my time, I heard, from a distance, almost as an echo.  Death never spoke.  Though, sometimes, a grin, or other expression.  And, while Death didn't speak, I distinctly heard words, from time to time... not from the being, but as if an echo, as mentioned.  Odd creature.

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I'll have some pork roast and gravy before long.  I'll have to work with the chicken gravy.  Thinning it with water, or maybe thawing stock, and adding that.  Not sure what I did wrong, but it is far too fatty, greasy, or with too much thickener.  I'll... see if I can save it.  Or maybe have a piece of chicken, but with pork gravy.  That gravy was sterling.  The chicken gravy was good, at first, with the piece of chicken.  But not so good with the veggies, most of which I didn't eat.

I'm not eating much.  I have been going without chia, mostly, just having a fatted coffee or two, and a piece of meat, with gravy, the last few days.  Not hungry.  Which... is fine.  I don't mind cutting back.  Later.