It seems so quiet and mellow here this morning. It’s just before 11 as I start writing. Even the traffic is quiet, making a lower volume than the fan.
I don’t know what to do. There are so many things to do… but I have tremendous difficulty starting anything. And I do mean anything. I wonder if what was spoken of with a nearby friendly individual will happen today. We shall see. I hope it does actually. Maybe it will.
It’ll be nice out today… tomorrow will be 90° so I’ll be in the AC… my ancient body can’t take it anymore and truth be told was never very good with heat. Or cold. Which kind of puts the kaibosch on hunting for dinosaurs, pteros and giant spiders. And of course nowadays just seeing is a major problem.
Not as many tears as usual, so far, today, which is also a nice turn. So many things to work on. Most importantly my mind/brain interface, which has lost so much of itself. not that there was an awful lot to start with. I have near zero people skills and if you are female it for all intents and purposes is zero. It hurts. But I just hide in my hut. Contact with the outside is minimal to the max. Which also hurts. But it is my normal and always has been, as I have always been the outsider in all situations. Yes, all of them, ever since I can remember.
God help me.
My friend just got back from Ireland wherein she took a side trip to this place… where they keep the notorious Blarney Stone.