I only have a crawl space and a trowel...will that work? Oh, and I checked my Uzi at the door. Or maybe I left it at the post office. I suppose I might best describe myself as a sort of socially functional loner. Never have had many friends throughout my life. At present, I think I can count all of them on one hand, or maybe less. I can deal with people, but sure relish coming home to the cats and the wood stove and my little cabin.
I think I have more in common with a coffee cup than most people I run into. And at this point I am enjoying the clarity of age, seeing the patterns in life, people, and events from a vantage point that is ..oh...over THERE somewhere. I write a bit, generally caustic observations of daily life in this little valley. Place reminds me of a less warped version of Twin Peaks-lots of material here.
Enough rambling from me. Go enjoy the stillness. I am going to watch the night sky fade away now and greet the morning-quietly.