I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Tuesday, April 1, 2025
Almost certain she still watches.
.
.
And she... knows where, and what, I have written about her.
It seems she wasn't too upset, about my remembrance.
Hope you find your wallet... Having Annie playing now... We/ I need this roadtrip... devil is in the details, I can push roadblocks out of the way. (and, yes this would be a telegraphed trip, I'll tell her.) Honestly, I don't think she cares.
I am digging for it. I can't believe it has gone missing. If nothing else, it has motivated me to get going again, a bit. And, I am clearing things as I go.
Annie Lennox... the first vid you posted...was listening to that while typing. (oh I get it, John Denver had an "Annie" I'll pull that up now)"Annie's song" Why am I crying? He was so good. Gotta go look at some "Puppy vids" to restore a good mood.
Ah, of course. I was... thinking you were talking about your wife, or... never mind. Of course. Don't cry for her, Argentina! :p I tell them to not cry for what I cry about? Or some such. Heard it in a song, if I did it and knew I did it before I heard the song.
Pups and kits do that. Sassy often knows when I am sad, and will comfort me. She's not a lap cat, but will bump my legs until I pet her, knowing I'm in need.
Though, as she ages, she sleeps more. Sad to watch them... change... age. Bah.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-tPcc1ftj8E Just a listen... back in the 70's I thought this was a "fun" song to sing. Now , I've grown up and I can hear(understand) the words. Life is not 'Fun".
My wife is a non stick cooking spray...Pam... useful for convenience, not nessisary for day to day living, and, can be done without. Her name, my definition. Harsh, but true.
At some point, some women just want to go their own way. And do. The thing with me, is I let them. If they go, I let them go, but leave. That, many of them think, isn't fair. Ignoring how they are acting, it is absolutely correct.
If, too, none of the women I have been with I have had children? Or, not recently. Besides, when I was with those women, I was there and gone, and they pretty much knew I would be. That was sort of baked into the cake, as they say. So it wasn't like we were... settling.
Though I will say, with the last, she was a lot more useful than I thought. But it wouldn't have been enough anyway. To be fair, it was her choice. She was given two chances to rescind that choice. Didn't. So... we are where were are.
I'm not sure there are always better paths, just different ones. I still miss shaking a leg. I'll admit that handily. :p
Pam. I like that. I liked the name, for women. But this brings a whole new context. Makes me grin, it does. Too bad she isn't a Barbie, or maybe a Sheila? :p
Hope you find your wallet... Having Annie playing now... We/ I need this roadtrip... devil is in the details, I can push roadblocks out of the way. (and, yes this would be a telegraphed trip, I'll tell her.) Honestly, I don't think she cares.
ReplyDeleteI am digging for it. I can't believe it has gone missing. If nothing else, it has motivated me to get going again, a bit. And, I am clearing things as I go.
ReplyDeleteI'll keep at it.
"Having Annie playing now"? Which Annie?
ReplyDeleteDoesn't care, or just won't say it? I've had that. Turned out it wasn't true, but too late. It's how it goes.
Annie Lennox... the first vid you posted...was listening to that while typing. (oh I get it, John Denver had an "Annie" I'll pull that up now)"Annie's song" Why am I crying? He was so good. Gotta go look at some "Puppy vids" to restore a good mood.
ReplyDeleteAh, of course. I was... thinking you were talking about your wife, or... never mind. Of course. Don't cry for her, Argentina! :p I tell them to not cry for what I cry about? Or some such. Heard it in a song, if I did it and knew I did it before I heard the song.
ReplyDeletePups and kits do that. Sassy often knows when I am sad, and will comfort me. She's not a lap cat, but will bump my legs until I pet her, knowing I'm in need.
Though, as she ages, she sleeps more. Sad to watch them... change... age. Bah.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-tPcc1ftj8E
ReplyDeleteJust a listen... back in the 70's I thought this was a "fun" song to sing. Now , I've grown up and I can hear(understand) the words. Life is not 'Fun".
My wife is a non stick cooking spray...Pam... useful for convenience, not nessisary for day to day living, and, can be done without. Her name, my definition. Harsh, but true.
ReplyDeleteAt some point, some women just want to go their own way. And do. The thing with me, is I let them. If they go, I let them go, but leave. That, many of them think, isn't fair. Ignoring how they are acting, it is absolutely correct.
ReplyDeleteIf, too, none of the women I have been with I have had children? Or, not recently. Besides, when I was with those women, I was there and gone, and they pretty much knew I would be. That was sort of baked into the cake, as they say. So it wasn't like we were... settling.
Though I will say, with the last, she was a lot more useful than I thought. But it wouldn't have been enough anyway. To be fair, it was her choice. She was given two chances to rescind that choice. Didn't. So... we are where were are.
I'm not sure there are always better paths, just different ones. I still miss shaking a leg. I'll admit that handily. :p
Pam. I like that. I liked the name, for women. But this brings a whole new context. Makes me grin, it does. Too bad she isn't a Barbie, or maybe a Sheila? :p