
Our time in Florida is running out. Everything feels different. I don't want to go but I am detaching in spite of myself. In fact, with all the travel we have been doing the last few years, detachment itself is becoming the normal mode. It's appropriate at this point in my life. I don't love less but with fewer conditions.
At the very least, you seem to have figured out where you want to be. You're way ahead of me.
ReplyDeleteword: stizabl something that can be stable. (omg)
crult: a crabby cult. Kind of like the tea party.
ReplyDeletelovely post. Although I go nowhere, I know exactly what you mean. Its easier to have yard sales.
singe: to burn lightly along the edges. WTF? this is a real word. Have they run out of fake words? What are Roy and I to do?
ReplyDeleteOh no. What if they were ALL real words, but we just didn't know them?
ReplyDeleteWord Verification: medioxi
ReplyDeleteA brand of household cleaner that just does a so-so job.
sucle? WTF does that mean?
ReplyDelete¿Sur"cle\, n. [L. surculus.] A little shoot; a twig; a sucker. [Obs.] --Sir T. Browne.?