Life You’re lovely baby, this war is crazy, I won’t let you down oh Shawshank, February 7, 2021 Good morning! It’s still chilly freakin cold outside – -39c with the wind, and it’s not supposed to get warmer. I’m pretty sure that he’ll has frozen over, or it’s the day after tomorrow. So I don’t think that I’ll be leaving the house today. I don’t have any plans that involve being outside, which… Continue Reading
Life Take me out to the ball game Shawshank, February 6, 2021February 6, 2021 From what I can gather from commercials here, the Super Bowl is on this weekend. I doubt I’ll watch it. It’s a shared TV here, and no ones a football fan here. I’d like to watch, but probably won’t. I’ll follow along on my phone. Good to see the hate is still strong. Brady is… Continue Reading
Life And her memory is all that is left for you now Shawshank, February 6, 2021 I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. It was so warm and snuggly, and the outside world is cold and mean. I could’ve slept in at least anoint hour or two I believe. If it was my choice I wouldn’t go into work today. I’m really hopeful that it’ll be busy, but… Continue Reading
Life In the darkness, there’s so much I want to do Shawshank, February 5, 2021 I’m awake. The alarm didn’t scare me this morning. It was more like someone slowly turned up the volume, until it woke me up. I think I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I also don’t think I moved all night. But it’s Friyay. I hope today and tomorrow go quickly. I just… Continue Reading
Life Just an invitation would have been just fine Shawshank, February 4, 2021 Woke up very briefly at 5:48 – made sure my alarm was set correctly, and then it was just a light sleep, with weird dreams that faded so quickly when I woke up. Nevertheless, I’m up, and I’m patiently waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. It’s a really old pot, if I wanted a… Continue Reading
Life You’re saying i’m fragile… I try not to be Shawshank, February 3, 2021 I’m sore this morning. They say that it’s a good sore. I don’t think I agree. It’s not a nice sore at all. It hurts to hold a coffee cup. And I’d rather not talk about work yesterday. I’m trying to not dwell. Today is a new day. Today is a good day, to have… Continue Reading