Enga mellom fjella

Lost in the...

...fog.

Thinking of writing new lyrics to a tune I like. Unfortunately it's in a language I don't speak about a place I have only visited once.

I like spiders because they eat mosquitos. I really don't like dive-bombing buzzing mosquitos. Plus they carry dengue and chikungunya.

I stole a candy bar from my friend Joyce just now. Stolen goods taste best!

Thinking is good. Over-thinking isn't so good. Lost in thinking is annoying when I'm trying to fall asleep.

"I see the ghost of you fishing with your sons. I can almost hear your laughter." A thought for a piece of writing.

me:

Not much to say today. I puttered around my place yesterday and my kitchen is looking a bit cleaner. Went through some papers.

Got my Nick fix by going out to the Break Espresso. So thrilled he's serious about getting a passport and going to China. He says his family is xenophobic so he's definitely expanding everyone's comfort zones.

My family wasn't overly xenophobic or racist or really opposed to much of anything (except my mother's disdain for Catholics). We just didn't have the means and unfortunately, my parents decided to raise us in a blue-collar suburb that was almost the death of me.

I'm glad I left. Life is so much brighter not living under a basket.

By-the-way... did you know how I choose the emoticons every day? Mostly random. I type {e: and see what comes up. {e:smirk}

Ah... the fog is lifting...

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