Good evening wonderful humans and humanoids, how the night seems to welcome me with a set of open arms and the moonlit night has a softness to it. A withered sense of being draws close to my heart tonight, nothing anyone has done but I am just lacking will to exist in totality. I wanted to get up and do more today but things were just not in gear and for the the world was held back for one day. Gave me time to rest and have some time to clean house and such. Though not much house cleaning got done I am just happy to have the day to myself. Medication and food has been consumed as par normal so I am just going to have the night to find the locations where the strings were attached to make me move today and bring back in the will power to exist.

I have gotten my supper together and eating while I slowly type out sentences as the hands are not moving along as the brain is and thoughts are hard to communicate with the humans and other living things in person, so the world here must suffer my presence. I so hope that it is not too trying, then again you can just go to another site. Who I am to say no, a fool who thinks he be a king. Wanting inside slightly to go out for a smoke but the world is too heavy right now. I just ate and it seems like to bee too much effort to get up with the extra weight of food in me. So no smoke for me and I must accept that or get my hollowed out ass up. I am not thinking it is going to happen I am just curious to hope that things will improve with food and a bit of time. That and I need a sweater, the cold is starting to lay upon my skin and I do not feel like it is something I want right now. Much rather have fuzzy sweater and snuggle down in it. Well, shit, my sweater is not close enough to reach without moving. The cursed time shows its hunger by making me cold and yet sweater is too far away. I know how horrible it must be, when others have no sweater to find. Well I am going to be a bitch of a petty bitch and concern myself with only myself. The world can take a back seat today and I am going to read some books and see what I want to do. I will be almost done the current book and want to read more and more as it gives me a place to go too when the world is too childish and I need the means to join a world with more then just a surface layer mentality.

Slowly the food is digesting and I can feel my organs feel more active then they were, from heart beating with more force, stomach is turning food and intestines are moving along the digesting food. I can feel the air pockets in my lower guts be moved around by it. The times are becoming more alive and I wonder if it was the night coming in fully or my mind taking in more then normal from the food I consumed. That way it is recovering quickly and I have more to get done or is the night calling me back and I have to say, the night knows how to make me happy. A perfect being that is the nights call is the one who I love ever so dearly, a wife from the heavens, a angel who is non but my own, a demon who lays down not only their hostility but becomes a devoted learner of human skin. That is the night to me, a living thing that makes me feel more loved then the day has ever given me, more then the world of light has ever gifted me. The night has given much, freedom, silence, honesty and loyalty the means of life. For the night is the time when not one is less or more, it is the equal ground to stand and take your pound of flesh. I just adore it, much as one would adore a god who showed existence, a defiler finding hellscape, just a wonderful place to exist in and I do not think I would want any other way to have my time spent. Given to the night is the blessed and soulful, a place for the few and the wise.

I do need to depart and take care of the things in life and fight back the fog that is starting to cover my eyes, a thick white foam that seems to be growing over my sight and I need not to suffer the blinded woes.

Much Love

Until Later

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.