Got another case added, who knows when she’ll be home.  But she found time too check in with me, see how I was… at HER house, writing here at the table.

I have to laugh, and I am fucking laughing, at those reminding others that they work ‘so hard’, and my girl is already well motherfucking beyond 12 hours on the clock.  Again, thanks for the comedy.  I’ll scribble that on the board.

21:57….  She makes everything better.  I always post that.  That’s truth.  Not hyperbole or some attempt to ingratiate, just the realest depiction of the Now.

The red is starting to tell me something new, like calm down, or put on some music.  The #mymusicmoodnow project was a thought on 12 heading toward the Jameson Canyon light where I turn left to be on the route to 80.

The Nurse and her words, seriously always fixing fucking everything. This I AM posting.  Readers need to know.

Know what??

What the actual tangibility of LOVE does.

FUCK THE ANTITHESIS.