Aye, 'anither' is Scottish. That mullethead thing is havin' me mix dialects these days as much as 'it' does. Oh well. I wouldn't be the first Oirishman to be a Burns fan who does it, though I wouldn't do it too often where I was born. In fact, I wouldn't do it at all, where I was born.
A week to the Summer Solstice. Then the days can finally start gettin' shorter again. I will never see these long days again, thank the gods. I know I'm not quite in the land of the midnight sun, but at my latitude, it is HORRIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss my pony friend so much, along with the cats. A part of me wants to go see them, and though I know I can, I don't know if that would be wise for me to do that. My perspective is different on the Otherside, and I know the last time I went it was good for me, but I don't think it would so be now. And like I said in my last post. I have less than half a year left. A half a year left with so few obligations, so few things I HAVE to do, and so much time to THINK.
The mullethead and I have been runnin' more, hikin' more, climbin' trees, playin' like sprog, and almost actin' like we were goin' through a second childhood. Sometimes. We've also been talkin' about the state of the world a lot, and about what we were expectin' before we left here for good. . .this November.
Right! November. I was not to see December, which was my favourite month in the northern hemisphere, but hey. We were leavin' in the earlier part of November. No more blogs, and I will be writin' no more personal diaries of any sorts; not that it matters. After all, I DON'T EXIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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