tagebuch // 20 Nov
Chrystanthemum for November
# Day 📗 2023 futurus ✍
— 20 Nov 2023 —
2023 Ain't happened to us yet …
# Day 📗 2022 futurus ✍
— 20 Nov 2022 —
2022 Ain't happened to us yet …
— 20 Nov 2021 —
This morning as I drove out of the neighborhood, I saw two adults and a child out on the sidewalk. The child was power squeaking woooo-eep! Woo-eeep! It paused after each vocalization to reflect upon the wonder of the sound it had made. Like a bell with rising pitch. If out in some jungle you might not even notice because your pattern-recognizer would come up with a best match as some large, colorful bird — no threat — and like a capable secretary refrain from passing it on, or at least tell the nervous system not to pee yourself over it …
BOTE's Double Espresso $1.85. Next time I will get the small size. Very, very strong … The young girl waiting near the toilet in the kind of outrageous getup that only children can muster: camo leggings, lavender crocks, chartreuse t-shirt, vibrant mega purple fluffy fleece, and a wide orange hair band to keep her hair swept back … If I were wealthy enough to have someone help me with my clothes in the morning, I'd hire a ten year old girl, though I'd have to fire her [their genderal pronouns] at twelve years when she began to consider choices in context rather than soley as what delights herself.
That "girl" there isn't an assumption borne of fear or hatred. I heard her genitor/adult guardian/escort say to one of the girl's siblings: "Go ask your sister what kind of jelly she wants in her donuts." I'm only pointing out that the usage here isn't wanton.
[vol: Throw Away 1]
📚 🚪 11-24-2021
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