|The safety committee examines fallen ice bombs...|
I've also been a little bit distracted, and unable to make decisions of any sort. In part this is because my feet are cold, and when my feet are cold, I lose focus. Take away my visual aids, and I'm completely lost.
So tonight, I decided to make a bunch of lists. At first, I labelled the items on the list 'problems', then when I'd written them down, I sat back, and realised that they weren't really problems, and if it was a problem, it was one born of choice.
|Like pernicious dandelion seeds, I have a plethora of choice|
|A sunny vista as seen from the shoebox.|
|My solution to a whole lifestyle|
Of course. I don't promise to not revisit this hunger for things. After all, I am a hungry ghost and must live up to the Buddhist meaning/concept of my name from time to time.