Rise and shine you beautiful creatures of life and death, for with out one we can never appreciate the other. One thing I have taken observation of is the world is obsessed with life and death yet time rules them both. Much like money, it is the haves and have nots that have not the world to live in, almost like they are the ones who hold more time and the ones who know time is no longer their patient friend. More like a vulture awaiting the fall of the sickened boar, they are just simply the benefactors.

Money holds the same weight as time does to the ones who start to notice how much has passed. Much like the day the life is two parts, life and death, both held in the light of the birth of a new day and the sorrow of the night taking the last rays of the suns illumination. Some places are never truly dark and some never truly light.

So the day is just a day of relaxing and recovering from a shitty night, just lots of storms and lots of rain and pressure. Head hurts and feels like I went through the ringer and got a black swollen eye, Stupid brain operation and plate. Takes a toll when the head hurts and the black eye has come back to me. Ugh, that is ok as I am going to work on the inside of the house and such. Floors, dishes, getting vids done and such, lots to do and not alot of time. That is ok, as the day is mine and I will do what I will to do today.

However the dishes are the biggest deal, just as they are used to the needs of caloric intake, unfortunately they are needed. I also have to make sure to get the doggos and cattos are taken care of, I am going to try and remember the phone to get pictures of the new chicken pens and the birbs. Just because of the birbs being awesome like. They are the birbest of birbs. Just good birbs. Ok, I will stop saying Birbs…..

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Birbs. hehehehehehe.

So all in all a day to be held to the be possible results of getting things done and not having to focus on the the shit and turmoil of the world and others interpersonal issues and conflictions. I have much to do and little to the containment of will is very very low. Like flashing in a video game, the boops and whistles are going off like the end of the world. That is the indicator of the levels of “Give A Shit” Desperately low.

Ugh Even just sitting here in the poofy chair and closing my eyes, they feel like mountains weighing my eyes down and take the force of Atlas will to exist. Ugh so tuckered. That is ok, I might just sit here and pass in and out and see what happens. Just a rougher day and need to rest.

All in all I am happy to here with you loverly people. You make the hard days worth it.

Always and forever

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods