Sleep and wonderful dreams.

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Mostly just chasing.  Women.  All night.  Well, and some catching.  I... can't get them off my mind.  Either you like them, or you don't.  Either you have tried, and at least succeeded at least enough to know, or you haven't.  If you ended up knowing, and liking, no matter what you try to tell yourself, they will always be a natural part of your... mind, psyche, needs, wants.  The other side of heaven.... and hell.

And, so it goes.  Dream after dream.  Some of women from my past, some of women I wanted but never got, some from women I am pretty sure wanted but it never happened, and some from some... nebulous future?  The scent, the feel, the chase... back and forth.

Love is so... difficult.  I think that is what eventually kills all men?  It sure tries.

Oh, but the weather.  The sky was hollering, maybe a hundred feet above my bed.  Thunder, for certain.  Didn't see lightning?  Ah, but I... wear a nightcap.  Since I often go to bed during the day, or sleep when it is light otherwise.  So, maybe I just didn't see it.  If the brightness of lightning, and some other things, pierce the best of eye coverings.  Or, maybe, I just was buried deep enough in my covers I didn't see?  Don't know, but the ether was grumbling loudly.  It was no bother, though.  I... enjoy my sky brother, even in his moods.

And, more rain.  I checked the temp, when waking.  It was only 58?  Very strange.  For as dark, ominous, and wet as it is, that it would be so warm.  A generosity, really.  We need warmth.  For the growing season.  So I definitely don't mind.  And 58 is plenty cool, for an evening.  Cool enough to help cool the house without ac.

I opened up the upstairs, on my way down.  I didn't open the whole house, just the front door.  Though I may open more of the house before long.  A shower, some dishes in, burgers fried if it seems dry and not as likely to rain again soon.  I need about thirty minutes to get the grill warm enough, and get the burgers cooked through.  Fiver per side, then three on one or both sides, depending.  Plus at least fifteen minutes to heat up properly.  Then the between times, between the timer going off and getting the next thing done.  Time slips through the cracks.  Though, if it's raining, I could heat some of the beef crumble in the oven, spice it while doing so, and add it to salad.  A nice little thing.

New music, some.  Strange, that it would show while I dream so.  Oh, it fits, as with the last.  I suspected, upon viewing and reading.  Then knew when viewing.  Not sure how that... works.  But it does.  Enjoy.  I am.

Under-the-skin twin?  I... highly suspect.

Oddly, it's... a God thing.  He made us to serve, each other, variously... sometimes similarly.  But, some of us have... not succeeded, or been able to fully.  But, most of us, I think, truly wish it.  I do.  Frustrating as it is.  Uhrm, yea.

Strange music showing up.  Especially while dreaming long and hard.  Yea.  I get it.  Uhrm.  I... really don't like women, but I'll never be free of them.  Not really.  Ugh.  On the good side?  I know they hate me twice as hard, and need me even more.  True.  Frustratingly true.  Look at what they do to attract my attention.  I do... nothing.  I just am.  *grins*

Interesting what crawls out of the woodwork when a man goes hungry.