Elephant Ears...

Another entry to all,

It is Monday, filled with boredom lack of vision, blind empty furrows, holes dug by prairie dogs. They do not think or feel. There are large lessons to be learned by this endeavor.

Failings are the root of living a day just one.

I walked for 30 minutes today by the "duck pond" an anomalie in Midland. Ironically that at a brisk pace for 4 times around. Odd it is being around here since 1999, and now being so weak and compromised due to health that walking, becomes a measure of strength.

Can I get out? Can I let go finally? Will I deny the truth, or accept that this is the insane asylum (Midland) and those that tell me otherwise are purely insane?

Peace out!

Proverbial Karen G.