And the story begins with a song of rebellion Shawshank, September 1, 2020 I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. I slept mostly through the night. Only sat up twice to clear nasal passages, and to cool off a little bit. The alarm played for a while before I even heard it. Usually, I’ll hear it right at the beginning. Got up, maybe coffee, listened to a really whining spoiled cat loudly beg for treats. My cats, I had trained well. No begging for breakfast until I have coffee brewing. At Shady Acres, if the cats are begging, whatever you’re doing is stopped, and the cats are taken care of. Not with me. You’ll wait til what I’m doing is done, and then I’ll deal with yo whiny ass! Yep, that’s a pelican walking his lily white ass all over TinyTown last night. It threw me through a loop. I was like why is a swan wandering around town? Wait… why is a pelican wandering around town? I was really confused. It’s starting to get cooler during the day, and really cooler during the night. I for one am kind of looking forward to winter. Not for the snow, or the cold, or more darkness, but o hope that my allergies will die a horrible death for a few months. I’m pretty sure though, that my room is the only room with the window wide open. I’m making a little headway with ‘Ship of Theseus’, the main story is really good, slowly but surely the other story with its 3 different times are (I hope) coming together. Life blogbloggerbookscoffeegrey daymornings
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