A day

Sometimes churning for future events becomes overwhelming.  Had a semi-comatose day of being overwhelmed, and spent the day in and out of this world, encountering the snake who spoke to me from a corner of the dark cold room, and doing everything except the thing that needs to go out to other people.  Now I sit to focus and dispatch that task.

Yeah!! done!! time to eat, and eat well!!

On to the loom to set order to chaotic strings.

Is this the party to whom I am speaking?