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Any Plans, yet.


Well, you ask???
Do I have any plans for Father's Day?

I usually don't do much for Father's Day.  Hopefully, Today, I will get the Lawn Mowed.
I woke up last night in the middle of the night to the neighbour booming a Gaint karaoke speaker πŸ“£playing music.  
Short of the story, we called the police; they even said it was the worst noise complaint they had seen for a while.  It was ridiculous; the house 🏠 got shaking.
So as a true patriot if June, 21 what I think I will do for today is Now my Lawn at 8 A.M.

How about you, do you have plans the day.
Kim and I live with the regret of not having kids.  I am planning on having a cigar, a walk around the lake.  See if gosling looks πŸ‘€  geese yet.
 
Might toss the stick about with the dog 🐢.

 

Yet any day like June, 21 would
Most likely be no toss and bring back theory.

I have a plan, with a few cigars ageing and saving other cigars for a cigar day with some friends visiting.  I am looking forward to the day this family comes to the city.

 It's unquestionably a day to relax for me.

This Christmas πŸŽ„ , I went through this phase of losing sleep; few Occupations dare to say it feels as I am not due to the loss of not having children.

Lack of sleep this Christmas πŸŽ„ and looking at this month's end. 

Idk, I try to get community-orientated get involved; then, it seems to all revolve at seasons.

More than other moments.

Some days I don't see life moving on or pissant semantics that it dos.  

Like I often say, some times life is not suppose to be mystic in it, sometimes it ought to be lost, not all follow the same(meme) path, sometimes one just needs away, and they don't wonder.


Moving on, I don't celebrate Father's Day. I might watch Mamma Mia since it's a summer and winter movie 🎬.  Yet I think πŸ€”that's closer to Canada Day needing a seasonal Movie. 
As I said, the only Holiday Guys get Christmas πŸŽ….  Even that's debatable or debaseder overall.

My plans are quite ordinary of another to think hereinbefore.

I wish every day were cigar dayπŸ€”πŸ₯’ I often wonder if a cucumber knew what it would be when it grew up.
And as humans, we are 70% water, so we are basically cucumbers with anxiety and depression.
Quite an under unnecessarily and underused phrase, or in Adam and Eve where the first one to not to the Apples Inc. Licensing and agreement contract.  And to scroll to the bottom and press accept.

Some walk openly into things knowing the outcome. Yet, others play it like it's not reality often, I am sick of flim-flaming many ordinary people's ideals around, periodically I sick of my problems in life.  

Yet,  I am still happy with who share it, and for those golfers, the hole πŸ•³️to sink in. 


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