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Aug. 24th, 2021 07:31 amVery early, R sat bolt upright in bed.
'Birds!' He cried.
'No birds,' I told him, 'just cars.'
He stood up, unsteady, then lay back down, returned to sleep.
There is a kind of disquiet, I can't quite define what or why it is. He is very tired of course, Malta followed by Devon, so much heat in one and driving in another. But I do wonder about our fatigue levels, whether it is long covid or even our physical responses to the vaccine.
Something does not feel quite right
Mum is of course banging on about it again, how we must not have boosters etc. Well, maybe the vaccinations are not good for us but as it's either this or putting her and others like her in danger, I'm not seeing any choices here. My brother is panicking about her, I think because he is becoming more aware of mortality as an old friend of his sinks into Parkinsons and what my brother thinks is the end coming to meet him.
He wants us to be nearby in case she is in trouble.
I understand it and am happy to sort out some month on/month off arrangement with him. But he must understand that while we can call up to her from under her window, she would rather we didn't come in. We are not going to persuade her into having the vaccine, and it is not our place to try to impose our preferences upon her. It is going to be a long time before she wants us to hug her.
Orb Lord returns, sending photos and a video of himself dancing 'in honour of them,' by whom I presume he means Metatron, lizard inner-earthers and little round lights. Still, he is happy, even though there's a sense of desperation about it; indignantly he tells us that FB's banished him as has Instagram. The crop circle groups did the same. He has no audience which means a barrage of this stuff. I am tempted to direct him to Reddit, seeing no reason why the world shouldn't suffer if I must.
We have our young niece staying. Lockdown's been brutal with regard to starting her Uni studies, so she's hanging at our house for a bit. She's intelligent, friendly, polite, helpful, no trouble whatsoever. I however, don't know how to look after anyone or even how to know when they need/don't need looking after. All I know is that she's in her room a lot, appears happy, and seems ready to accept nutrition provided it's covered in cheese.
The mist rolled in very early this morning, wrapping the house entirely. Though the trees are green and the sun shines, Autumn feels right at the door.
'Birds!' He cried.
'No birds,' I told him, 'just cars.'
He stood up, unsteady, then lay back down, returned to sleep.
There is a kind of disquiet, I can't quite define what or why it is. He is very tired of course, Malta followed by Devon, so much heat in one and driving in another. But I do wonder about our fatigue levels, whether it is long covid or even our physical responses to the vaccine.
Something does not feel quite right
Mum is of course banging on about it again, how we must not have boosters etc. Well, maybe the vaccinations are not good for us but as it's either this or putting her and others like her in danger, I'm not seeing any choices here. My brother is panicking about her, I think because he is becoming more aware of mortality as an old friend of his sinks into Parkinsons and what my brother thinks is the end coming to meet him.
He wants us to be nearby in case she is in trouble.
I understand it and am happy to sort out some month on/month off arrangement with him. But he must understand that while we can call up to her from under her window, she would rather we didn't come in. We are not going to persuade her into having the vaccine, and it is not our place to try to impose our preferences upon her. It is going to be a long time before she wants us to hug her.
Orb Lord returns, sending photos and a video of himself dancing 'in honour of them,' by whom I presume he means Metatron, lizard inner-earthers and little round lights. Still, he is happy, even though there's a sense of desperation about it; indignantly he tells us that FB's banished him as has Instagram. The crop circle groups did the same. He has no audience which means a barrage of this stuff. I am tempted to direct him to Reddit, seeing no reason why the world shouldn't suffer if I must.
We have our young niece staying. Lockdown's been brutal with regard to starting her Uni studies, so she's hanging at our house for a bit. She's intelligent, friendly, polite, helpful, no trouble whatsoever. I however, don't know how to look after anyone or even how to know when they need/don't need looking after. All I know is that she's in her room a lot, appears happy, and seems ready to accept nutrition provided it's covered in cheese.
The mist rolled in very early this morning, wrapping the house entirely. Though the trees are green and the sun shines, Autumn feels right at the door.
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