Playing for Time

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TRIGGER WARNING:

It’s almost June in the Year of Our Load 2025, notwithstanding that the current year started only about 30 days ago, right? Fast and painful in all the ways, so the “fast” part is the BEST part.

I see by the ol’ calendar on the desktop that it’s once again been a month since we last “chatted” (c’mon, CHAT!), so it feels like I should catch us up a little… but I don’t know where to start. The weather’s usually a safe bet, so I’m glad to tell you that our spring rains have continued to move through, and our green forest is deliriously happy about it. Said forest holds hundreds of houses, we just won’t see any of them from here again until fall.

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Every morning delivers unto us our daily dose of WTF but nobody needs to hear me expound on it, so here are a few things I’ve saved for just such times… loaded times when instead of too little to say, there’s too much.

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Since I was a little girl, something has compelled me to put words on paper. Can’t stop now. If you have an urge to write, DO IT, because first of all it’s very freeing. Just tell the story to yourself so it isn’t all cooped up anymore and then decide if it’s one you want to share. Kinda simple, and easy to get hooked. Also one of the hardest things you can do.

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True of every lifetime, and the personification of this era…

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Guidelines for this and all eras…

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Okay, enough serious-type stuff for today, let’s play a game…

Anybody remember those little plastic wind-up chickens? Think about those weebly guys, smile, then get out there and make good trouble. I believe in you.