I was up at six thirty this morning on a day off with pouring rain. After it passed groceries were on the top of the list because we had NOTHING. According to the IRS and their providers, my money is due to hit next week sometime. That will pay this month's rent and a few other things. Shopping that early is actually pretty cool what with the lack of traffic and screaming kids. After I loaded up, I cruised on over to the fuel center to chat with my brother and pay the rent. Because of the rain, it was a light morning for him so we got caught up on the state of our union right there in the parking lot. So far, so good.
Pride's stubborn ways have him roaming from here to the golf course and back most every day. The catch will come when the crops get planted and he tromps a bunch of 'em. The little girl who comes to visit him has a mama with a boyfriend who said he'd take him and had a place if he doesn't behave after one shock. That's when the barn will go and all of that wood will go to frame pictures and such. I kind of like that circle unbroken idea of preserving history. Most hippies do that to a fault. My ex-roomate will probably be sorry that he won't be able to enjoy that unobstructed view of the front nine.
An added treat? Got to talk to my baby brother as well, frm all the way up in the north of the south. He had a lunch date with his daughter and we chatted while he drove. Just like back in the day, huh bro? During both of our intensive periods of self reflection we would talk while he shuttled breaking news stories from northwest TN to Mempho. We were both single then and searching for some kind of peace that we found in each other. Good times, ya'll.
All is well ^j^
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