Allotted
So, I was listening to a conversation on the radio about the things we can do for the future and it was stated the best contribution I could make is to give up meat. It was not the first time I have heard this, so I thought why not. I don't have a philosophy on it, just a thought that it takes a field of barley to feed a cow to provide me with my meet while it takes just an allotment of barley to feed me.
It is so easy to fall into the hole, gravity you evil villian. I was watching a film before I fell in, a film about a woman struggling to love herself, struggling to stop concentrating all her efforts on fulfilling the expectations of those about her, her bos, her husband, and as these things in stories often do the storyteller stripped her away: husband, gone, home, gone, job, gone, and she had to rebuild everything, so she makes a few mistakes before building things about her needs, suiting her. And as the film finished I found I was way down at the bottom of a hole, looking up at the walls that were constructed of all the ways in which my life is built about the needs and convenience of others.
Without note
Puddles, and puddling along, another day has gone by without anything of note to be...
