Saturday, 13 March 2021

clean living

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 March 2021 - Have I mentioned that I hate cleaning day?  That beast is released from its closet, and I instinctively look for any safe room.  When I am thrown into this agitated state, I am not able to think clearly... so things that I should be noticing, such as places that it frequents and those spots it seems to avoid, are overlooked.  Consequently I hunker here, second-guessing myself, with multiple exits available, and don't know when its gruff, wheezing breath is heard if I should bolt or remain still.  The indecision ratchets my anxiety further, almost guaranteeing that I flee in a panic.    It is the stuff of Saturday morning cartoons, and I want to change the channel.






clipped notes




                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Please "beep beep" before
running anyone down.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - purranoia, the pre-CATatonic feeling that you're in the crosshairs

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