Year end Wrap-up (all over the place post)

(Little sumpin different today: drabs of thinking as I go about me ways)

It’s early morning, a morning I don’t ‘need’ to be up since our workload is non-existent right now, but I am up in the wee dark hours anyway. Thinking how fast this year has come and gone. An annual get-together of friends forthcoming that seems like it was only a few weeks back, not 12 months ago. In that time all the changes that have taken place, good bad indifferent, some personal, most on the national scale, and my mind is awhirl with how compressed time felt this year.

Nothing new, eh? The older I get the faster that clock seems to tick.

And yet, what REALLY changed? Not all that much. Still a lot of shit in the world that needs excised, but carries on as if nothing were amiss. Inflation keeps inflating, and people keep on with living much the same as they have since Rome burned: more toys, and the daily grind may not be as physical, but we get up, do something to earn our daily bread, raise our families as best we can manage and the ‘Elites’ continue to pretend to godhoods they can not achieve.

But thats some negative thinking on my part and I truly need to work on culling the negative in my life. Not ignore it, just no longer allow it so much latitude in the rest of my days. I am not getting any younger and the years are starting to be felt in the joints more and more each year; I have no desire to be the bitter angry old fart that shoots first. Had my run in with ‘that guy’ in October of 2020. Not to say I won’t shoot, but I won’t be the instigator,

That’s the rub isn’t it? We don’t want to be the issue, but We SEE all these issues compounding, building, and we just want a return to something resembling sanity.

Down at my dads now, seeing Sis off to head home. One of the EneMedia running on the boobtoob,,, my ire is rising. The sheer magnitude of obfuscation, out-right LIES,,,, programming!!! The people that rely on these outlets are marionettes: strings pulled by others with no accountability of motive, or outcome.

The loss of critical thinking in our world drives me battier than a shithouse rat in a steel box, and those days grow closer together every year. I try to insulate, but the only way to do that is abandon everything: essentially complete social suicide.

I don’t relish any suicidal thoughts of any sort.

Back home now, did some running, things needed, finished up a side project that was just waiting on hardware (part of that running thing) and now I am back in my little realm of sanity/insanity/kats/business as usual. Almost finished sewing that skin on: will be done before darkness falls. Of course, skin will be finished, but the two part hasn’t even shipped yet🤐🤐🤐🤐

Just being able to “Turn it all off”,,,, sigh. Me wishes that it weren’t so necessary, but ‘if wishes were fishes,,,’

Grizz, Voo n I took a stroll through the woods and hill overlooking my place. Its quiet out there, very quiet. Even the hunters seem to have abandoned the drive this late in the season. I saw where some button buck has rubbed a sourwood bare, and several scrapes in that general area. We still have a few morr years before the Bluetongue epidemic of 3 years ago will be erased. Still occasionally walk across a bone pile from a deer that expired from that mess.

My day may have started rough, but I feel peace now,,,