The days move along…

This is a great thing, really, because it points towards progress, not perfection. Today I have made not only the decision to turn my will and life over to HP, the the wills and lives of others as well. I cannot control them any more than I can control my life if I add a drink to the mix.

My sister and niece will be coming back from their trip to The Big City this afternoon, and I hope by then my mother will have made some headway in packing for her trip up north. No one likes change around here, but strangely enough I am getting more used to it. I actually seem to invite change into my life and push through it, taking what I need from the experience and leaving the rest.

It has snowed again, and the world is covered in sugary frosting. I’ll go run and take a picture and post it tomorrow.

Until then…

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Johnnyboy

Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.