A Week Of Summer.

This whole week has been like summer; in the 20 C range but it's supposed to end on Sunday and then cool down to a more seasonal 13 C or so and rain but I'm sure enjoying it while it lasts by being outside as much as I can (Buddy,too; he enjoys the sun and fresh air as much as I do!) and it's nice to see the buds on the trees and to hear the birds singing. I also finally saw one of the wild rabbits back in our yard again; the big one( although it's probably mostly all fur) and it's almost as big as Buddy! Yesterday I fell asleep laying out in the sun I was so relaxed and when I woke up I didn't know where I was or what day it was! There's nothing quite like the feeling of the warmth of the sun enveloping you from head to toe! I also got more sunburned but it will fade to a tan and I saw a chipmunk without a tail so someone must have bitten it off, the poor little thing, and I heard a neighbour revving up his motorcycle and it reminded me of when I was 20 and would ride on the back of my friend's motorcycle and , back when I was happy, before life broke me.

We also finally got a plumber who is coming sometime today and I hope he can fix it for not too much expense, and I heard a radio ad asking for volunteers to pick garbage off the streets and I thought that it was prisoners that are supposed to collect trash off the side of the road but now they get free slave labour I guess and  yesterday my pain was like a gnawing, boring pain around my belly-button as well that radiated to my mid-back and shot up in-between my shoulder blades so I wonder if it could also be my stomach ulcer or twisted or partially blocked(if it was completely obstructed I wouldn't be able to shit) colon and my hubby always makes fun of my deformed crooked toes as well and calls them my Retarded Toes  and I still hold out hope that maybe one day I'll still meet someone that will see them as endearing because they're a part of me and he loves me and I wish I could just amputate them but maybe my deformed toes aren't the problem;maybe the actual problem is the way people treat me because of them, and I used to think that I was a reasonably intelligent person too but after years of mental abuse from my family they've convinced me that I'm stupid, worthless, and good-for-nothing.

 Look what they've done to me.

I don't care if it hurts I'm tired of lies and all these games I've reached a point in life no longer can I be this way.-Ziggy Marley