Down late, up late.

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How late?  I am not sure when I went to bed.  Should have been to bed much earlier.  I was absolutely bushed from yesterday.  Had to stay up just to hand out treats.  Then... just... drifted through the night.  Couldn't sleep.  Until 4:30?  Or so.  Set the alarm, or... put the 10:00 alarm to on, left the 8:00 alarm go.  I think I heard it, but only remembered hearing it later.

I started waking at 14:30? 15:30?  Didn't make it out until just now, at 17:30.  Like a stone skipping from under the water, finally making it out?  Something like that, if you can imagine it.

I texted to see how much I owe on milk and else.  Or... actually, probably, how much I have on balance.  I have been trying to keep ahead, so they don't ever owe anyone.  It's... easier on the mind that way.  If I get a response, I'll see if they will get the candy, send someone over.  Hand the money over when they pick that up.

I forgot the door open last night.  Sure was warmer up there.  Got to 64 up there.  This last week, with the doors and windows closed, it got as low as 51, but 54 was the usual.  Opening a window, the norm became 57.  But, yeah, with the door open it got to 64.  Then gain, it was a warmer day.

It was 45 out there, at 17:30, with the sun going down.  I am all but sure it hit 50, maybe 55 out there?  Which, compared to 35 highs, is... pleasant.

Strange dreams.  Talking to some her, or several women.  They as confused as I.  Waking up actually talking.  I have enjoyed the company of some of the women... I have met.  Some of them I simply never really got to know, some I didn't like but we weren't together for... friendship.  Most of them, honestly, I did like.  Even when we disagreed, which is a lot of the time.  I don't have to agree to like, or even love.  Box of kittens?  She was one?  And?  I was just one of them.  :p  Sometimes no more and no less.

Pleasant dreams, mostly having nothing to do with sex.  Proximity, opposite sex, familiarity, nice things.  The nice things of life, and when men and women cross paths.  There isn't always a lot of niceties.  Neither men nor women are... generally... nice.  But, there are aspects, for times.  Some of the best dreams of my life, these ways.

So real.  Skin to skin, without... roaring need or terrible want.  Rare moments, but have had them in real life.  To be honest, women aren't really all that much for these moments than I was.  Things to do, places to go, cooking, cleaning, friends, family, no time.  Or they wanted it when I was... bushed.  Or I wanted it when they were angry.  :p  But, sometimes, it happened.  The smallest of joys in life.  But some of the best.  The only times opposite sexes can be... truly... kind.  For a few moments, or even hours if it worked out right.

Anyway...

I am hoping to get a shower.  Then, maybe, hike to post office to check mail.  I think there are some key stubs.  I'll be handing those to one of the lads.  I bought them, they get to have them cut.  One to each.  Not... that they can ride as they wish, just that when they ride, they have their own key.  A bit of trust, but I expect honesty and I expect some help on the bike for it.  Plus, when they get their own bikes, I'll have extra keys.  Check.

I play hard.  If I lose, I might lose big.  If I win, I win big.  Even in losing, I... have come out okay.  But with winning?  When I win big, it really works out well.  Would you rather have a pal, or a brother?

Well, on to waking a bit.  Then whatever else.  The first jacket arrived today.  I need to try it on, and the boots.  But prefer to try things on after a shower.  So... best get waking, get a shower, and on to the rest.  Later.