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Whatever else may be wrong, tonight is... alright.  The heart is good.  The body is mostly at ease.  Few aches and pains.  Not even all that hungry, if I would like to eat something before too long.  Hopefully the burger is still edible.  I'll have to check it shortly, fry it if so.  I do have some burger fried and stored, which I will probably use in either case.

If the uncooked burger isn't good, I'll pull some out, and some other meats.  A roast?  Yes, and maybe some chicken.  Food has been... pretty good lately.  Meats from the store have been sufficient, fresh, good, even really tasty.  I'm telling you, unlike some?  I can't take bad meat and make it taste good.  I refuse to eat it.  Often, I have tossed it before it was even done.

I may live like a pig, given little choice.  But I won't eat like one.

Dreams, lots of them lately.  I forget them before I even wake, lately.  It's winter.  That's how it works, sometimes.  Same with deep summer.

Even so, as I have mentioned, I am keeping a day and night cycle, if a few hours off, one way or the other.  It is mostly good.  And I am keeping water out of the body, lately, and swelling down in the broken foot.  It is nearly normalized, but... just not quite.  Still, that was a... solid healing process.  Even if it isn't done, it is fast, compared to some.  Probably better without babying it.  Though, the break may have been... a good one to self heal.  Some breaks... would have been tougher to heal, even for me.

Doing well into the third game of the trilogy.  Oh, I have heard there is a fourth game, but it is even worse than these games, as for propaganda purposes.  Totally pro-multiculturalism.  And, usually, in the worst of ways.  Just... understand that.  I am merely playing it, at this point, to finish up "old business".  It's not a particularly good game.  The difficulty is mostly to enhance the propaganda.  It's... easy, for some of us, to see.  Plus, it was free, I see the poison and thus avoid it, and it is eating time so that I don't sleep.  A good thing?  Better to be awake, even if totally distracted, absorbed, than to sleep for weeks or months.

Well... on to... the rest of the day.  Hopefully a few more dishes, a load of laundry, a shower, some food, more gaming?  Oh, I had to toss the first batch of sprouts.  They weren't.  This next batch, from a newer purchase of seeds, is doing swimmingly.  So, a few days in, I am starting a second batch.  I may need to order more seeds.  I DO need to order more seeds.  Ah, and if I hadn't mentioned, I now have two nearly fully half gallon jars of "resting" kefir, plus the two fermenting jars.  And, perhaps tomorrow or Saturday, I should have a third half gallon jar full, and a third fermenting jar.  I am excited.  

Yes, doing things, making things, eating better, more wisely... on several different fronts.  Life is improving.  Difficult as it has been, and remains to a small degree, I am living well within my little husk of a shell of a diminution of a life.  Like a frog, sleeping in frozen mud, until spring.  Ha.  Or even a bear, mostly dreaming the winter away.  My dreams are merely more electronic than neural.  Good morning, day, night, what... ever.