We read it all in your Tarot cards
This afternoon while Autolycus had his check-up, I discovered that the old factory siding of the former H.P. Hood Plant has dramatically overgrown, to the point that I could not see the rails through the chain-link and the ragweed.

I don't feel very much like a person these days, just legible as the remains of one.

I don't feel very much like a person these days, just legible as the remains of one.
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sends threedimensionality wishes I could send tuna from my photoessay
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I appreciate even the thought of tuna!
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It belongs to a business park that used to be an industrial plant and parts of it are decayingly photogenic.
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decayingly photogenic is the watchword for much of our infrastructure. I spend hours a day zooming on one of my town's many bike paths, which is the best possible successor for the shockingly terrible train infrastructure.
I flip-flop in re: personhood. Sometimes it's all about me, and sometimes it's about the outside readers. Based on what I read here, you're thoughtful and eloquent and operating at the speed of 14th century life. Same speed as myself.
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I am glad you have them! Our local bikeway was also built out of derelict rights of way when I was in middle and high school.
Based on what I read here, you're thoughtful and eloquent and operating at the speed of 14th century life. Same speed as myself.
*hugs*
I think I can gear up decently into the early nineteenth century. Would have said it was at least a century later until the last decade, though.
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Every decade pushes me back another century. I've now graduated to the typical indignities of age, like arthritic fingers and inability to remember anything without writing it down. (Here's to a warm companion animal in one's lap — my girl doesn't mind my cold gingers in her hot armpits.)
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It does! With whitecaps.
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*hugs*
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Hoping for a sense of increased--but positive--personhood for you any minute now.
ETA: positive in the sense that I hope the person-ness is a positive experience. ... NOT requiring you to slap a happy face on or evince positiveness in the Long Hard Slog of Current Life.
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We are monitoring some of his numbers, but interpersonally he is purry, salty, and has achieved the long-coveted weight of four-kilogram kitten, so that now we can work on getting him up to five. He lost a lot of weight when he became ill. He has been eating heroically. Now that the weather has turned, he is spending a portion of the nights curled up aginst my back.
Hoping for a sense of increased--but positive--personhood for you any minute now.
Thank you. I think some things would really have to change.
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*hugs*