May 15, 2025

Things out of square are always more difficult.

Isn't that funny, how quickly the mind can feel clouded over from drinking tired out honey.

Glad to be back on the mountain. See big picture views. I no longer miss the ocean, coast, and tourist foot crews.

Does it feel relaxing now having more than what you had?

What do you really want?

Jack in the box breakfast. Donut sugar hangover. Blessings and blessings and blessings 10 times over.

I think I need to lay out in the garden. Touch toes to soil. Listen to wild bird cries.

Is regression always a sin?

Little blue ice cream van.

And in my hmind, the words sin and van rhyme.

Maybe the moments I'm confused are the moments when my perception of my own thoughts matches the perception other people have of my thoughts.

None of us have caught up to them yet.

Too advanced, too intelligent.

What's a word you could use to call that disunion?

I prefer to wear sunglasses on my head as a fashion statement. Let the full strength of the Sun radiate through lens and cornea and orbital nerves. Retina.

I'm going to blame the misrhyming on the mustard I ate.

Times you believe you can control the devil by wearing a sundress.

Poked my finger with a porcupine quill this morning.

Fairies playing tricks on my necklace again.

Salt across the front porch.

Call them witchy things. I have a section of my wall dedicated to witchy brooms it seems.

Got a little sun. Got a lot of smiles.