windthread

i had to go into town.  Which means for me,  into the World.  Well,  i didn't HAVE to,  i chose to.  To the Social Security place where i took my place in line and was called to a cubicle to say why i was there and then be given a number on a little piece of paper,  like at the butcher shop.  I was A77.  You go then to the first right down the hall.  A waiting room.  Spacious,  quiet,  a LARGE flat screen on the wall with a continuous roll of images from the wild lands here,  water falls, rivers, birds eating seeds, squirrles, same  the music is soft and gentle and full of Ease.   You wait.  I did.  And i brought with me all the papers that i was told by mail would be necessary to process my request.  The "worker" was efficient and good natured.  Not more and Not less.  At the end,  i was told i still might be missing one bit of information.  They'd let me know.  

Stopped for groceries on the way back and hauled them UP the Hill.  A very excellent warm Sun Filled afternoon and i put things away and stood there.  About a half hour till Julian's bus would drop him off after school.   I lay down on the couchbed just across from the door,  just to rest,    this "cold" is kicking ass,  fell asleep,  DEEP and woke,  looking out this screen door,  open to the Day and thought how so so incredibly Beauty Full.  All of it.  The Whole Thing.  How it's all so amazingly just Beauty Full.