Lucky

The man, he is a lucky guy.

He says,"C'mon, I'll take you shopping."

I say, "...nah, let me mend it..."

Marked from the fall. There was mud and rocks whatever. Right near a muddy swampy pond. This did not come out. Looks like a blood stain but there was no blood. I could plant dye over it, but I'm I'm in a chair for now.

Nancy made a sweet comment on my last post. About lucky stars. My lucky star shirt now. I'll count them. Probably too many to fit. The shirt will probably wear out before I'm done. Then I'll cut it up and start a blanket. Sleep under them.

Funny, thinking about how a symbol might change over time. Along with you. How a wishing star became a lucky star. I might write a little story about that.

I'll be back to morning posting in a week or so. Right now I am sleeping late because a bit of pain keeps me from falling asleep.