18. Experimental Stepping Stones There are times when I have nothing to say to the world. This is one of them.
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18. Experimental Stepping Stones There are times when I have nothing to say to the world. This is one of them.
6. Blue Lit Special Seven more days have passed and seven more nights. Seven more opportunities to start the day differently, or to end it on an alternate note. And yet seven more times the pattern continues, the frustrations grow, and the sun seems to set on the same old same old.
17. Welcome Independence. Freedom. Fame. Glory. Happiness. Come on in, we have success and equality on tap. Oh, you can’t find the door? Sorry, we’re not sure what’s going on.....wait, did we mention how great we are? Sure, sunshine and surf is a temping picture..... but with so many strings attached it really does make snow and maple syrup seem that much more appealing.....
16. Rifts and Reflections Things rarely go as planned in my world. What this might say about my ability to make plans is certainly a point worth considering, but something that hardly seems worth my pausing on when there are so many other things to fill the waking hours with.....
15. The Spinning Game Round and round and round we go... where we stop... no one knows.....
14. The Light
Trying to continue to move ahead. Trying to just keep my head down and my mouth closed. Another day is another day is another day. One day my view won’t be from the floor. One day I shall emerge from the tunnel triumphant.
13. Glitter Goo A shift in scheduling would create a gap just big enough to fit in a momentary break..... a pause that quickly disappeared, allowing the remaining time to quickly fill with raisins, kibbles, giggles, and a constant ringing in my ears. Pie and Ham would fail to be ideal, but as the sum is often more than it’s individual parts, somehow the shifted weekend would pull thru as a few days of smiles.
12. Prelude to a Diet With Mr.Sun reducing much of my home snow collection back to water, it was surprising shocking to find myself defeated by muskrat loop once again. Sure, I was warned ahead of time (words which clearly I opted to ignore), but how was I to know that 7km of gravel can separate the ability to sit outside and BBQ with the ability to break the crust and sink down to your junk in soft powdery snow. One again there would be pushing and grinding to hit the first bailout point, where rewards would be distributed in the form of mud, water, slush, and kilometers of sloppy effort to return to start. Another week, another story. Another 7 days towards some things, and away from others...