
Something(s) gonna change here. I sense it. Know its coming. Wednesday will be November. By then, my new horse should be here. Deep cuts to downsize. Round-up next weekend. What all? What next?
I know this isn't sexy. I know that the young seek out the young. I didn't come here to be popular, but what did I come here for? I have stopped journalling at home on my old computer. The set up doesn't work for me, and the hard drive is making a noise. Gotta get a hard copy and transfer some files. Got to. Want to. Indoor work for the winter. Its coming. Its coming. Like rocks sliding down the mountain tell you something 's up there. I hear the effect.... I sense.... I intuit..... Not doom and gloom. Not the end. Just change. Laguz. Water. Sweeping change.
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