Sunday, November 19, 2023

Still a bit cranky.

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Not mood... body.  Mostly the neck.  Still, or restarted, sprinkling out there.  Amazing that it is staying above freezing.  The Atlantic weather thing.  El Nina?  I think.  It's the girl one, right?  And, supposedly, a super one.  Well, it's definitely sending warmer weather in.  If just above freezing isn't truly warm, it's just... warmer.  The difference between freezing and wet is just a few degrees.

I did start laundry.  Hmm, I was going to go to bed, but... no.  I want that dry.  And, some of it is heavy.  It'll take a few shots through the machine to dry.

I'd like to eat something.  I don't want to cook though.  Eggs.  That will do.  And coffee, so I can have something warm.  Plus, I suppose, I'll get back to the game.

I must admit, at this point, the game is... annoying.  There is just so many things to deal with.  Some things can be crafted directly, some things need a secondary system.  Knowing which... isn't easy.  And, sometimes, you have to process something, then process that.  Not sure how deep that goes, over time, but that will get very clumsy really quickly.

Learning tricks and such is fine, but so easy to forget what you just learned.  And, the instructions, on the training part, are as clear as mud.  Still, I'm going to give it a shot.  Learning, even if just a stupid game, is good for the mind.  As my body is healing, things like this, while extremely annoying, are... good... too.  They help with the fog, and memory, and such.

Ah, my friend emailed me.  All good.  He is... going through... thoughts, about life, philosophy, metaphysics, and his own nature.  I have... been through them.  Still going through them.  It's... a wonderful thing to have doubts, concerns... to try to explain your issues, see if other people... understand, see, feel, what you feel.  Or even understand it.

It doesn't always help?  But?  It... actually does.  I have offered him what wisdom I have found.  And... kicked him in the psychic shins.  Well, and he has done likewise.  As a younger brother, as I see things.  And, I understand all of the questions he is asking.  Do we all go through them?  I like to think so.  Some don't care?  I do.  When I can.

Anyway...  A bit more food.  Waiting on laundry to dry.  Then on to bed.

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