Holy shit. I am not sure what the hell happened or has been happening or why this week has been so off balance. I think it is the full moon cycle coinciding with my cycle that has made this masterful terrible eclipse of everything good into everything evil.
My brain feels like a bullet went through it and it is scattered on the pavement, dripping. I have been so angry at everyone and everything and, though I hate to admit it, when the goats have been getting out, I swear it is out of spite and the are plotting against me. I get so angry I kick, scream, yell... not much works because the are fucking goats and they do what they want and are assholes so whatever.
And I know I should just save and buy a real fence. The alpaca enclosure is wonderful that Travis built. With recycled posts and a gate that we already had, I don't think it really cost too much. I will not get angry and start making comparisons.
Yes, it is a Sunday morning and yes I am up at 6:30. And yes, I wish I wasn't. And yes, I wish I actually did something last night. And yes, I am feeling rather lame as of late. And yes, I will probably try to go back to sleep in a few minutes with a new rescue dog tied to me ankle so I know she isn't going to sneak downstairs and potty where she's not supposed to.
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2 hours later
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AH, much better. Lots of funny dreams. The wind is blowing through the leaves that are bathed in sunlight just outisde my window. It might be a swimming day for the first time this summer. Supposed to be 90 but the wind in the air says they might be exaggerating.
And now with sleep in my eye and a cup of tea in my hand, I am ready to make a list. Maybe the full moon is waning after all...
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