Sunday a raining yucky sunday

Fall is not what i want to think of with the possibility of summer approaching but i am compelled to think of it because of the weather.

I lit a fire today and all of a sudden it felt like fall. Just a memory flash you could say of day of playing football or raking leaves. Once the rain would start or you would feel a chill you would truck off home to a warm fire and hot apple pie.

After tea and the pie a cozy feeling would take over as you sunk into the couch. The warmth of the tea and pie would ignite a need to sleep like an old bear.

This spring day has such a feeling about it . It's temperature is not warm, there is a dampness to it. I feel more like watching a football game then contemplating gardening.

So why am i writing this well you could take it as a deep thought on the lifestyle. Maybe that we should trust our feelings more than our belief in what should happen in the lifestyle. Another one would be we need someone to constantly remind us of what slaves should be doing on such days obeying protocols and doing tasks. Many deep thoughts can be interpreted or drawn out of this writing. Safety and not being a doormat would be others but for me well i like the idea of a sleeping bear whiling my way in fantasy and sleep and tomorrow i i will put my chains back on and think deep thoughts.