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Short Walks, Strange Shifts, and Spinach for Supper

 


Short Walks, Strange Shifts, and Spinach for Supper

The dog and I got out for a short walk after work — nothing long, just enough to stretch the legs and grab a picture of the evening settling in. Supper tonight ended up being spinach dip, French bread, and spinach rolls. Kind of a European–South American mash‑up, especially with Barcelona and Argentina playing soccer today. Felt fitting in a funny way.

Work itself was good. I chatted with customers all day and actually enjoyed it. Usually I’m too stressed to do much more than work, eat, and blog, but today had a bit of ease to it. Still, the schedule is wearing on me. Nights, mornings, evenings ending at 10, brain refusing to shut off until 3, then up at five — it’s a mess. I keep wishing for consistency, but the shifts jump around like they’ve got a mind of their own. Rest feels like a puzzle with missing pieces.

Sixteen days now of no release. Not religious, but it’s been feeling like some kind of strange spiritual experience anyway. People around me toss around words like tribulation and end times, and honestly, some of them need therapy or medication more than prophecy. Everyone’s business becomes no one’s business real fast. Full stop. Period.

But that’s my day in a heartbeat: a short walk, a strange supper, a good run of customer conversations, and a tired brain trying to stay sane. Here’s hoping tomorrow is a little smoother, a little quieter, and still worth writing about.

Stay sane out there. Chat again another day.


ai prompts for my blog post

the dog and i get out for a walk after work. not a long walk only a short one. im soert of eating spinach dip and french bread for supper with spinach rolls. very eurupean/ south american and there is a barcellona and argentina game of soccor today. got the dog walk short picture. chatted with customers all day had a gret time doing so. usually im to stressed to do much. else than blog and eat and work. i did get time off other than the consistancy is my shifts are jumping from night to morning. i wish my schedule was more consistant yet im all over from eveninf on night ending a t 10 and brain shutting off at 3 then up at five to sleep at 3. the lies a lay problem of rest. sort of sick of these shifts. it is bs for sure. im on 16 day of no release, sort of think this is short a period in life. not religious but i definity having a religious experience. its not one busines i keep telling people. it makes no sense to any one in my mind. bunch notions that its the tribulation or end times cause if it.... i think they need therapy for sure. people need medication i figure. no ones business full stop period. thats my day in a heart beat. have a great day stay sane.. hope to chat another day of blogging and writing my thoughts writing a blog poat


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  1. Great to get out! Dixie likes walking πŸ˜€
    And no rain!!! C

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