The jack-o-lantern carved and frightening.
Cats a'napping.
Me, I need to clean this house, find the energy. I want to have it dusted and tidy, able to find things, and that is not the case at the moment.
Instead, I droop and overheat. Or the other way round. Not sure which way round I am. The time change on the weekend leers at me threateningly.
Still, better adrift. Better to understand we are all rootless, floating, making it up as we go along. Absolute certainty is a false floor with a trap door, and the rope is slipping.
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Cat napping in the sun! I want to do that.
I hope your swelling is better or gone.
Fresca,
Better, much.
I can be absolutely certain about death and taxes.
My home too is in a state of untidiness that at this points seems insurmountable given the amount of time we spend at home. (minimal).
I'm not drooping or over heating, but it will be raining heavily during Trick or Treating tomorrow. Too bad for the kids, especially too bad for the parents.
Phil,
So can we all, re:death/tax.
May well rain here, sure did today.
Jack's got nice-looking teeth!
Rou,
Thanks. I came across instructions for this, and then gave it a go. He came out well goofy.
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