why haven't I finished cleaning my house?

Too much. I want to learn to stop thinking without falling asleep.

Too much. I want to learn to fall asleep without thinking so much.

The grind
 

Love. Endings.

Beginnings.

Coffee.

My friends who are there for me to listen.

More coffee.

Work. Fire and knives. Back to the grind ; )

Lastly..what a beautiful day.

Gratitude.

On my way to the panaderia now. Yay!

The future and what waits for me
The road that brought me here
All the love I feel and all the love that is sent my way
What I have learned and what I still have to learn
Everything happens for a reason
I do not have all the answers and how happy I am to realize this

I live in a very suburban neighboorhood, but lately we have had to extra careful and carry a big stick because we have at least 2 coyotes wandering through the area!

Kasey was confronted by two of them when she was walking our small dog a few evening ago, and thank goodness she had her stick and knew to yell and make herself to appear big and mean.

Come to find out the city of Long Beach brought the coyotes to the airport nearby to keep down the population of critters! :blink:

This has probably already been said or thought about.

It seems that since life is so short you want to use your time wisely but how can you use your time wisely if you don't know how to use your time wisely. It's all subjective I guess.

Please do not forget me bring me two. lol

Waving hello and wishing you and yours. A peaceful day.

I have stood by the same tree I always stand by to wait for the bus and within the past three days I have had to watch two funneral processions pass me by. Not sure what this means but it's kinda starting to creep me out a bit.

Maybe you are meant to see it to feel grateful to be watching and alive right now. Maybe you saw them to remind you how precious you are to your family. Now go to the doctor and begin getting right on annual wellness activities.

My suitcases arrived! That was stupendously speedy delivery! Now I can't stop packing and unpacking the bags in the part of my brain that keeps the lists...

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How do people FUCKING do this during floodings!
 

During Hurricane Katrina 250,000 Dogs and Cats were left behind. The cruelty of selfish human beings! And I'm talking able bodied people not the elderly and disabled. If I couldn't get out I would not leave without my beloveds! I would be on a rooftop with my Dogs and I guess my girl too, since she said she would stay behind with me. If I had enough time to get out and even if I didn't have a car or money, my ass would be walking north with my Dogs and sleep on the side of the road if we had to. How can people think of only themselves and not the suffering of other living beings. Instead they are left alone in death traps to potentially die or to just die a suffering death. Makes me terribly angry!

A walk
 

Earlier tonight we went for a walk to the place where we shared our very first kiss almost 13 years ago. Over the years I would drive by the river look down and remember it. Sometimes she lived in the state sometimes she didn't. I lived all over but always called that place home. But Everytime I drove by that spot I would think of her. Always. I never thought I would see the day when we would be there again. But there we were, so I took her hand as we walked back to the car, she smiled at me as I opened the car door for her like I always do, but before she got in I kissed her. In the same spot we did, 13 long years ago. It's amazing how so much can change, but our feelings have always been the same. She was my best friend than and she's still my best friend today. That was the best walk I've had in a very very long time.

Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide;
Mortality below her orb is placed.
--Raleigh

The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray
Mounts up the eastern sky,
Not doomed to these short nights for aye,
But shining steadily.

She does not wane, but my fortune,
Which her rays do not bless,
My wayward path declineth soon,
But she shines not the less.

And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet alway in her proper sphere
She's mistress of the night.

~~Henry David Thoreau~~