Up early, ate at McDonald's to check out the weather forecast. Saw the weather channel which is an excuse for reviewing nationwide weather damage, instead of learning about local weather.
Found a pen at the Dollar Store which somehow rang up at 2 dollars. I hope it works well. No registration yet, so I wait and dream of additional construction. I gave Kim $200 because Virginia suspended her license for not paying her parking fines. She needs the license to get to work. Now, I have $140 dollars to live on for the next 15 days. A piece of cake.
May get a flexible glue to make a replacement pair of sandals from tire casings. Maybe... Figured out - brace 45 degree piece lengths for 13 inch spacing or 16 inch on center for 2 inch nominal construction of any wall = 183/8 inches. Hoping I'll remember. I not I'll take a nap and wake with the answer.
Interstate Battery salesman came by. Nice nap with tranquility caused by unrealistic battery dreams Butterflies mating. Geese are plucking their undercoat feathers. I think fall will start here in about six weeks. Mid September here, not further west.
Once I accepted that my life could not follow the path of a normal young woman, there was little disappointment. The surge of testosterone had stretched my height, shoulder width, squared my jawline and broadened my forehead. I ended up with raised bones over my eyes and blonde fur on my face. No girlish dreams of children or a house with a partner for me. The Lord made a mannish path for my walking.
Slipping into a boy role while wearing a boy to man body was outwardly easy. The body had endurance, strength and snap, snap quickness. Even though I had to study the ways of men, I learned quickly. Once I decided I had no choice but to walk like a man in a man's world, there was no more ridicule aimed at me. I passed.
I put aside feminine things to be a man. But in this heart, in this mind an emptiness, not a disappointment grew. Friendships, companionships, a marriage partnership grew, all on a boggy soil of illusion. For me illusion and reality, dream and waking actuality were indivisible. As Solomon said, "Everything is emptiness, a chasing after the wind."
I had settled to sleep when a voice hailed the raft. I dressed and stepped out on the dock to accept a folding cot, two mattress pads and a lawn chair, also a bag of junk food. Jim and his friend, Tim, had dropped by to bless me.
The cot took getting used to, before I could sleep on it, but I slept well. It lets me store things under it. I wrapped one of the pads and put it in the trashcan. Something was inside the pad, chewing.
The food is stored away and breakfast is made. The two gentlemen that fish most mornings from their boat, did.
Found a pen at the Dollar Store which somehow rang up at 2 dollars. I hope it works well. No registration yet, so I wait and dream of additional construction. I gave Kim $200 because Virginia suspended her license for not paying her parking fines. She needs the license to get to work. Now, I have $140 dollars to live on for the next 15 days. A piece of cake.
May get a flexible glue to make a replacement pair of sandals from tire casings. Maybe... Figured out - brace 45 degree piece lengths for 13 inch spacing or 16 inch on center for 2 inch nominal construction of any wall = 183/8 inches. Hoping I'll remember. I not I'll take a nap and wake with the answer.
Interstate Battery salesman came by. Nice nap with tranquility caused by unrealistic battery dreams Butterflies mating. Geese are plucking their undercoat feathers. I think fall will start here in about six weeks. Mid September here, not further west.
Once I accepted that my life could not follow the path of a normal young woman, there was little disappointment. The surge of testosterone had stretched my height, shoulder width, squared my jawline and broadened my forehead. I ended up with raised bones over my eyes and blonde fur on my face. No girlish dreams of children or a house with a partner for me. The Lord made a mannish path for my walking.
Slipping into a boy role while wearing a boy to man body was outwardly easy. The body had endurance, strength and snap, snap quickness. Even though I had to study the ways of men, I learned quickly. Once I decided I had no choice but to walk like a man in a man's world, there was no more ridicule aimed at me. I passed.
I put aside feminine things to be a man. But in this heart, in this mind an emptiness, not a disappointment grew. Friendships, companionships, a marriage partnership grew, all on a boggy soil of illusion. For me illusion and reality, dream and waking actuality were indivisible. As Solomon said, "Everything is emptiness, a chasing after the wind."
I had settled to sleep when a voice hailed the raft. I dressed and stepped out on the dock to accept a folding cot, two mattress pads and a lawn chair, also a bag of junk food. Jim and his friend, Tim, had dropped by to bless me.
The cot took getting used to, before I could sleep on it, but I slept well. It lets me store things under it. I wrapped one of the pads and put it in the trashcan. Something was inside the pad, chewing.
The food is stored away and breakfast is made. The two gentlemen that fish most mornings from their boat, did.
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