Good morrow, ffolkes,
Though sitting still remains, literally, a PITA, I’ve managed to do so long enough to go through a couple suggested reads from yesterday’s offering, where I found this one. It’s a rather fun Pearl from the relatively early days here on ECR, which wanders around my head for some time, with pretty good results… I hope you enjoy it… I’ll be back, hopefully sooner than I hope…. Until then, stay strange….
gigoid
Ffolkes,
Oddly enough, I woke up today feeling odd. That is to say, not quite wrong, but not quite right, know what I mean? No? Well, hmm…. okay, how’s this? As I look around my humble abode this dark morning (well, it IS only 4:30 AM or so…..), and I rest my gaze upon some random item (such as my guitar, rescued at last from the clutches of the pawn shop…. I swear, it’s never going back there again….), out of the corner of my eye, a shadow moves, just enough to catch my attention. Of course, I look over quickly, but nothing is there, of course.
It’s not really disturbing, or scary…. just odd. Well, having had that word applied to me often enough in my life, beginning at a very early age (four year-olds tend toward confusion when one of their peers, me, of course, prefers to stay…
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