Mental land is grounded enough to keep us safe as we watch with no fears of Pez ejecting from the throats of the assembled walk-ons. That moon may be 250k miles away but it's a touchstone for us cosmic capitularians who only see peace and love from a place carved out of caliche. Stents are made in parking lots by SUVs that park too close to open the door all the way.
~~From Easy Street

Starting new hour tomorrow and guess what?
what?
In two weeks we're at mid-point
shazam!!

The weeks ahead are like the cracks in life's eggshell - - it's not really like birth, it's endorphined-new direction for this unique traverser of the galaxy (or so it's imagined). Cosmic explanations rock the genitals, sometimes. Here's the low-down:
Next week we should be drying off, a little more certain than this curtain around a legit first-time experience. Ready for the unanticipated, the unsophisticated and most of all - - the unacidulated. My darling still feels my love. She loves me. chillaxin'