The happy place

I was out with the dog again just now. One of the cats was out too. She joins us for the walks, and can be glimpsed in the corner of the eye as she jumps and runs in the ditches or whatever on either side of the road.

The moon was out today. 45% moon glowing interestingly behind a veil of gray clouds. Everything is very wintry and like I point out: it’s glittering everywhere. I know of nothing more beautiful than that scene outside.

I’m gonna get a camera so that I can capture how it’s really like out there. The one on the mobile doesn’t do it justice.

When I wake up. In reality I ought to be thankful that I’m not dead, and I am. I am. Just takes a while to realise. It takes a while and a few jugs of coffee.

I think that I drink way more coffee than most. I generally don’t do things in moderation.

But my engine is getting older and this massive beast of a body of mine is like that of Frankenstein’s monster’s; I need that big jolt to come alive and then some time of lethargy after that to boot all of the facilities.

I have been busy playing factorio this weekend. It’s very addictive. Got overrun after 20h and I’d just started producing plastics. Was picturing all off the exciting things to do with all of the cement I’d been creating, and then I got overrun.

I’m not a morning person. It feels terrible. I like and embrace the light from the moon and the stars and the dark blue evening hue of the sky but I’m not a night person either because after 22:00 I’m ready to sleep. So an evening person.

I love to sleep and yet death terrifies me.