What A Day
My brother took this great picture of Mischa laying on a couch blanket. He claims the leopard pattern is a visual echo.
I quit my FA association this morning. I am just not right for social media. Well, that's it for groups. My artwork did not wow anyone anyway. I am competitive so I found that irritating, although I turned my annoyance on myself, as usual.
I have been stuck in this house going on two years. I am maid, handy man, cook, gardener and all round servant. I have no place to go and meet friends. I have none down here and haven't met anyone. Now the one social thing I had going I deliberately provoked my exit from it. I owe a picture to Michael (four numbers I forgot to write down when I disabled my account) and will put that up soon. I really miss sitting up late and drinking and listening to music with buddies. At least I had that going for me in that pasture I lived in. I have a lesson in Corpus tomorrow. I have improved just a little bit. I have quit listening to guitar greats because that is not who I should be comparing myself to. Yet.
Mischa is doing her job and very well at that. But my life is no more that this and that is not right for a human.
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