Yesterday, we all pushed ourselves to the limit and beyond. I just came up from makin' a fruit salad. I whacked up a Mexican papaya, 5 mangoes, 2 pineapples, and I ate the cores, 4 oranges, 4 bananas, threw in 2 cans of jack fruit, and emptied 4 young coconuts into it, though most of the coconut juice ended up goin' into a large pitcher. That would be some of our brekkie. I'd make farina and heat up some crumpets after the others got up.
I was in jeans, t-shirt, and I wore socks and a pair of moccasin boots. I wouldn't be goin' round the house unshod much now, since it was cold. We had the radiator heaters on in the bedroom, and this little office where I sat surfin' away. The rest of the house was unheated for now. That would change in a few weeks, but I'd still be wearin' footware. With the thin soled boots, I'd keep the callouses, and not lose the ability to just hit the pavement unshod, even thought that wasn't relevant, considerin' I was leavin' in just a over a month.
I couldn't wait for these next two weeks to pass. Next week, two more trips to the city, then I was free of one self-imposed obligation. So close to goin' home! So close to not havin' to face the inconveniences of bein' the high density mortal flotsam I now pretend to be. Full Akashic Knowledge back.
How nice.
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