Better, but early?

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Such a... strange day.  Down around seven or eight?  If I remember right.  Up at 15:00?  Awake, really, more around 14:00, just... wanted to sleep more, so tried to force it.  No go with that.  I just... surrendered to the fact that I was awake just now.  Well, half an hour ago now.

It looks so wintery, in spite of the snow being off the ground, down here in the valley anyway.  But it was 52, when I checked.  Very... nice... very nice.  Almost tempted to open up, but I don't trust it.  It could go cold, hard cold, very fast, out there.  Something... about the cast and look of the day I just don't trust.  But... it was pleasant for just a bit.

And... blood sugar is 100 this morning?  Why?  That makes absolutely no sense.  But I'll take it.  I simply have no understanding of this thing, sometimes.  It just does whatever the heck it wants, I'm just along for the ride.

A call, to mom's best friend?  Well, we'll just call him that.  About getting mom's phone over, and some other things.  Health issues, comparing notes.  The weather, and such.  It's 74 there, in Iowa.  A bit jealous, in one way.  But... I'm not quite ready for that much warmth.  Still... something to be said for it.  But there, like here?  It isn't suspected to last long.

He was out, with his tractor, moving fallen branches.  He has a grove, tries to keep it up.  He is in his eighties?  At least.  Still farming.  Something to be said for that life.  Good and bad days, he said.  I... can confirm.  Even when young, but we didn't... remember the bad as much?  Or enjoy the good as much?  We just expected good, and mostly had it.  Spent our life, and youth, I did.  Even in poor health, I enjoyed my youth.  Though... health would have been much more pleasant.  Even joy was a struggle, when so tired I could barely stand.

Though there is something to be said for age.  Life slows down.  The world gets fuzzier, warmer, even as the body gets colder?  With youth?  Ignorance was a form of bliss.  With age?  Thinking takes longer, but I think more before acting... usually.  Still a little fast at the holster, sometimes.  Muscle memory doesn't fade, for some things, even in age.  I could still rip a man in half, blindfolded.  Seriously.  I just... wouldn't do it by accident, now.  Or wrongly.  But rightly?  In the blink of an eye.  And... I can be a bit quick with the tongue, if I think someone is... kicking my shins, verbally.

Hmm?  Blathering.  Still waking.  Anyway... it's... going to be a good day?  I think so.  Best get Sassy breakfast.  Good day, afternoon, and all.  Be well.

Such a... life.

Sweet and sour.

Hoping to know what I seek is found.

In it's time?  Blue, as... when I was over there.  Waiting for the fire.

Worth the price.  Though... hopefully, no walk of fire, this time?  Either way, I would take what is offered.  Or my dues, otherwise.  Amen.