I really feel I'm there. In a No Man's Land between Heaven and Hell, speaking in analogy. It is so strange watching all this. It's like from some of the poems we've written. Sitting on a mountain far away, watching the cities burn below, where the fires will never reach us.
This is an analogy. Geographically, a wee bit of radiation has hit us; but not enough to be concerned about if we were stuck here in the 'mortal coil' for the duration of a typical life span. Yet!
Did I already post something like this? I can't remember. I don't reread my own posts very often, and if so; not too many. I have just been thinking about this a lot.
Now, I'm closing off. The mullethead just asked me to go for a run out back. 'It' wants to go all the way back to the road, perpendicular to our dirt path. That's further than 'it' can run if you include the return trip, but hey. It'll be some nice conversation coming back when we slow to a walk.
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