Back to almost normal

Man it felt good to sleep in my own bed last night. I had it colder then a mother fucker cause I was so sick of the hot ass back bedroom at my Mom’s. Hell it was so cold I was shivering, electric bill be damned.  Mom is home and doing well, and Dad is home and doing better. They are not done with their ordeals, and we have a long dark path to go, but it’s the simple pleasures in life…like drooling on my own pillows for a change.

On a recommendation of a friend, I picked up a period type book about the Dark Ages, and Vikings, it’s a story about a young english boy who is captured and raised by the Danes, or Vikings as sometimes they are called. Though I love the Vikings, it’s a break from my usual sword and socery fair, science fiction, or horror.  It may be a break, but not far of one. It has Vikings in it for crying out loud.

Being off Facebook is kind of weird, it’s like I’m on an island. It’s not a bad feeling, it’s just different. Like I would say Oh that would be an awesome status…Oh wait no.

Sometimes I wonder if there is Fate, or Destiny…or does man make his own?

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