oops... 7th November ... in drafts
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an eye for an eye causes both to end up blind....
Anyway, just do not move!.... for a whole hour.
Vignettes
But all that matters is.... (never mind her weather consistently 4 or 5 degrees warmer)
August last year.
The actual schism, over a real period of " exasperation", though one is not allowed to say it, with the so called 'men'. Silently exasperating...as one shabby man in fact i don't even call them 'men' ... after another over a few months - at a crisp 20 or 40 quid in notes, fiddled with my motor and
(for later.... so funny when one of 'them' hears some real words and as if to the menu of how to not have any soul, stops it..)
thank god all this over for another year
Anyway it may not seem like it thus far but all i am interested in is extremely cheerful LIFE 'affirming' vignettes...
but so much more far out there scrumptious, the fables ...
All must have a silver lining as the one great UK/US writer so deftly described (and many European writers - i mean REAL writing, sort of grown up partly 'literary' fiction)
believe me it works - tough guy chopping wood, a lot...
But have your workspace (as weathered as you can get - truly a wind and rain black hole, where 100 km of wind and rain end up focused, into my old yard) as glass covered as possible - large recalaimed glass sheets all over so as to protect wooden workbenches and woodstores, all counterintuitive meaning it seems madness having sheet glass around and about in a tough guy workspace, but i realised over time the BODY so so so reset itself so as to be always aware of every smallest cause and effect of each and every action....so as not to break the glass, by magic...
in other words, though it needs at least 4 or 5 readable chapters in 'argument' - no, proof
