laundry continues

as morning begins, i continue the laundry loads, washing, drying, folding, the excitement is barely bearable... as is the sarcasm... and happiness wakes so we went for a night long walk (especially since dr. who gave way to looney tunes and then, sunday morning (probably the worst time for tv, for me at least, as there is so little to choose from that offers any character or story)... we walked and walked, though he doesn't really walk, he spurts and stops, spurts and stops... the different between a male dog and a female dog, from my experience... males are so territorial and spend their time sniffing and marking territory (even when their bladder is bone dry)... female dogs like to run more... i used to run miles with happy (my dog in the nineties)...

so the foot gets a bit of exercise, but it's staggered and i need to do some serious physical therapy exercise every day... i am just so not motivated... the loneliness... wishing for a partner, for someone who cared - or even just a physical therapist i paid... but without health insurance, there will be no medical assistance, physically or emotionally... adding to the loneliness...

so is finding a job more important than finding a remedy for the growing loneliness?... yes, unless the loneliness becomes an obstacle to finding a job and then, therapy... for now, as long as laughter comes at the questions and answers, there are no worries, only the aching crying song of the whippoorwills repeatedly singing the redundant broken record of lonely again and again...

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