So I can be superstitious about things which directly affect me. Earlier this week I discovered that my elderly alarm clock has been using the buzzer, intermittently, when I have the switch turned to have the radio wake me up. On Friday morning my toilet seat broke while I was writing yesterday's dream. The check engine light on my car came on Thursday or Friday morning which has been increasing my anxiety.
Fortunately the first two are relatively minor. I need to get a ten dollar toilet seat, shell out twenty bucks for a new clock radio and now I have to spend my next Saturday getting the car checked out. I did check the oil, useless as that may be, and it was good along with the coolant. Hopefully I'll be able to ferry Jaybird, maribou, raddidge and the possibility of elmgrows down to the state fair.
I'm not noticing anything weird and if I am, I'm telling myself it's amplified by my anxiety. Just need to be careful and cautious with my car.
Getting someplace distant from the action and the nascent war ws simple. Before we knew it we were back in Colorado. Things were a bit swampier but there was a measure of safety afforded here than in New Jersey. radddige set up our tent and started covering it with sod for camouflage. This afforded some privacy when we heard men marching through the aspens, speaking in stage-whispers. Anyway raddidge screamed and ran out into the night while the tent was kicked open I was dragged out.
The Republic was at war with itself to purge the land of sedition. I was grateful that these soldiers were careless because I was able to sneak away to the tent. Why would they go back there when they know it's been cleared out? The tent was a hole filled with mud and afforded no privacy. raddidge was busy lugging over big chunks of earth to make a new shelter that was better sheltered and hidden from view.
