Raining again. Hard. A couple hours after the mullethead finished with the lawn. If I have to be on this forsaken planet, this is the place to be; as far as I'm concerned.
I feel so mellow, at the moment. I'm even contemplating going to bed for a short nap. There's nothing to do for the rest of the day, except for the evening feeding of the cats and equines. If I could be amazed right now, I'd probably be amazed at my present state of mind. It's so neutral. It's like I've been 'Vulcanised', referring to the Star Trek alien. This is very rare for me. It's a crappy state for an artist to be in, since that kills any creativity, but I'll get over it.
Maybe I will take that nap. AFTER I tell everyone I want to actually SLEEP!!!!!!
Now which cat is most likely to stay with me?
Probably the tortoise shell.
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