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Ghost Writer
2016-10-08 16:50:21 (UTC)

22:22pm Saturday 08/10/2016, AND Sunday 09/10/2016 04:55 am.

Been a fruitful, busy day since I last wrote this morning. I'm pretty sick. My chest infection that is. Coughing fits have now given me a perpetual low-grade but wierd pain headache. It's a freaky headache. Wish I had some painkiller. Legal pharmaceutical pain relief.
I'd write more but I'm too unwell.
Going to sleep now - g'nite.

Sunday morning 4:58 am.

Been awake since just after 03:00am.
Fell asleep with the light on and my literature which was beside my pillow on the bed, had fallen to the floor and was strewn over the damp patch of carpet that I had cleaned Friday morning. Yes that idiot using buddy that I foolishly brought home here, spilt several drinks in almost the same place and I had a hell of a time cleaning up the carpet using a towel impregnated with strong cleaning fluids that are compatible with pure wool carpet. I used my feet to clean with and my hands to "dry" the area - by that I mean remove as much fluid as I could. It's still damp though nearly 48 hours later.
Damn sick and tired of the wet weather, because we've had so much this year. Floods too. It's been another wet, wet W. Spring.

Remember my sheep friends and the geese? Well the sheep have had their lambs and a marauding dog has killed a baby lambkins. Hope the farmer catches that mongrel dog.

Correction : The geese are still with the sheep and seem like personal bodyguards to them. Personally, I thought that the geese are bossy and overbearing, but the sheep seem to like them there. They are intelligent geese though.

I'm sober since Thursday just before midnight. Feels good. Not uncomfortable like I'm teetering on the edge of a cliff about to fall off. That's a great improvement and that's recovery.
5:19 am. Best set my alarm for 09:00am then try and get back to sleep for a couple more hours.
Want to write more but I'm sick. It's my chest : the discomfort and the effort required to breathe between the coughing fits is taking a lot out of me.


ā˜…Quotes To Share.


ā˜…Worry ends when faith begins.

facebook.com/the.truth.about.love


ā˜…She lives the poem she cannot write.

Oscar Wilde.

ā˜…Don't take life too seriously. You'll never get out alive.

Bugs Bunny.


ā˜…Dance is music made visible.

AU.


ā˜…When I dance
I cannot judge
I cannot hate
I cannot separate
Myself from life
I can only be
Joyful and whole
That is why I dance.

AU.


ā˜…You've got to find people who love like you do.

the GoodVibe.


ā˜…Why wish upon a star when you can pray to The One who created it.

thisislovelifequotes.net


ā˜…It's all about finding the calm in the chaos.

Donna Karan.

Back with one last lot of quotes later.

♥ā™”♥ HAPPY SABBATH ♥ā™”♥





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