still loving the lemonade

finally sitting down again… cleaning the old place, then over to the new place to sort through boxes a bit looking for some stuff for jackson and then, off to the superbowl party at friends and then, back home to sort through boxes again looking for stuff for jackson and finally, after looking through every box and bag not in jackson’s room (including the cars), i conclude that the thing she is looking for is in her room and she’ll have to find it when she wakes tomorrow… alas, phew, darn…

a lot of work to do at work tomorrow, should get in early, so should get to sleep soon, but miss the written gardens and the dream to which they keep me connected (even if it is barely mentioned for days or weeks or months or years la la la, sunrise, sunset), but the internet (where i keep my gardens these days) won’t be connected until tomorrow night, so… i really ought to download my gardens and keep them with me, really… try to find time to do that this year, aye?... typing these words into this doc file may be a start… another start… another effort… hopefully not another failed attempt, aye?...

fatigue is high… muscles ache… so much more to do at home… so much to do at work this week… this year has started off busier than any in this century and maybe in this life so far… and those closest to me who could do something about it do not care… professional work ethic and corporate greed kills the best of us sooner rather than later, regardless of intentions… and the few closest to me at home are not prepared to help, even though they would if they could… and nobody comes inside anymore… i wonder if i would let someone if someone tried…

swing low, sweet chariot… love love love… wishin and hopin and so on… still lovin the lemonade…

these are the days, hope yours are too :)