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Emotions
are a funny thing. They can be ignored,
but this strategy is only a pinky finger
in the dam. If denied, they will build
and eventually break through all barriers
in some way; not usually a good way. Today there are few things on the table in my life that are intense and emotional. These are not necessarily bad things, but they are intense. Today I am taking breather from dealing with the day-to-day and focusing on my own feelings. I am giving my emotions a lot of latitude today. I am making no decisions today, coming to no conclusions, devising no plans. Today I will feel. Tomorrow is another day. Our deck garden is flourishing. Well, the beets are not flourishing, they are not even popping up. I fear the seeds were too old. There are four empty looking pots on the deck, and we will soon give up on the no-show beets and plant something else in the pots. It has rained every day, making watering unnecessary. However, we are now ready for the next dry spell, as Attila has put together our two rain barrels, one on the ground, fed by the overflow of the one on the deck above it. My little job at the shop has evaporated. They did not tolerate my long-planned Sunday outing with Attila, even though they didn't ask me to work on the Sunday until late that Saturday afternoon. I was expected to suddenly cancel all plans to accommodate their sudden decision to offer me four hours of work on Sunday. So, "job" loss is one of the issues on the table today; although to call those long but limited hours of weekend employment a job is a bit of a stretch. Today is overcast, and humid. The insect population is flourishing just as is the garden. Black flies abound and the mosquitoes are becoming more numerous. This feels like June! Terra called yesterday. All is well in her world. Her course is going well and she will be graduating this month! She is a good student, and is enjoying her educational adventure, but will also be glad to graduate. |
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