Cool and cloudy this morning and it's even more like October than yesterday. Step by step. I did more outside last evening. The path I made last year, I think it was, got a bit overgrown and it actually sank. I'll fix that this weekend after I buy a dozen sixteen inch square pavers. I'll just put those on top of what I already have, in the part that sank into the soil. And then later some bricks to fill gaps and I'll need twenty of those. The work is never done but if ever got "done" then what would I have to do, eh? The secret garden is a work in progress and it changes from year to year. Never the same! That "channeling" stuff no longer interests me at all, and although I could do a lot of fiction I don't see the point. I can be as withdrawn now as I want to be, and I find that I want to be VERY withdrawn. I'm very annoyed when I go to the gym and find someone who wants to make conversation. I'm not there for that. And yet I see people in the gym who do almost nothing else, or they sit on a machine and stare at their smart phones. I don't understand the people who live in and by and for and through their smart phones. Of course, if that's what they want to do, let them do it. Let's just say that they aren't people I want to know or have anything at all to do with. They impress me as defective, even pathological. They give me the creeps. They seem like some kind of mutant organism. Alien. I realize that some people in the gym have an agenda of some sort, a social agenda, and maybe they are trying to hook up to someone for one reason or another, but I'm there to get a workout, a good, solid, workout, and that is ALL.
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