Rain.

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Wow.  All morning.  Nearing noon, still raining.  I must be honest, I can't remember seeing it rain this much at one time since I have lived in this state.  I am sure it has.  Never in early August.  Winter, very possibly, is going to be a do over of last winter.  Though, things... could change, between now and then.

I went looking, and steaks are on sale again.  So, I ordered more.  Not a lot, just... a few more.  I'll be eating more steaks.  Nice.

Will pick them up... soon.  They won't be able to work on them for a bit.  All good.  I've... got time.  I need to buy milk, anyway.  I forgot that.  Storebought milk, to start kefir.  Oh, but this time, I'll eat this kefir.  Or, when it starts becoming kefir.  It takes a few days, if a few weeks to be ready for raw milk.  I used to toss it, but I miss kefir.  The heat, and else, and falling behind on tending it, has left me without.  But, I did clear and clean the jars and jugs, and am ready to restart.  Back to square one.  All good.  Hmm, I'll pull the kefir grains out of the freezer, a few batches that is.  I have, probably, four batches in.  I want to for a start up.  I'd like to store more.  Meant too, but lost my footing, this last time, right before it was time to do it again.

Someone sent this.  They... know too much.  Different players, different bits, similar stories.  Just... a lot packed in there.  Kicking me in the teeth, or understanding?  Or both.  I really shouldn't be here.  It hurts to be in, in so many ways.  Who... is... poking.  Don't poke bears, even if they seem dead.  Don't.  Wounded.  Don't.  My various... numbers... mean I should have died... so many times, and ways, and decades ago.  Renal, liver, various blood chemicals... more.  But, too, what I have lost along the way.

The world is dangerous.  I can be worse.  Why play with fire?