The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.
Psalm 34:18
King James Bible
Buongiorno,
ישוע הוא האדון
It's now 6:28 PM EDT on the 11th of February 2026 and I am practicing being a mute and am so sorrowful.
One of the few things I had left that brought me comfort was football with Noah but it's very clear that 16 year old Noah enjoys gaming on his laptop way more than kicking a ball with me.
This makes me so sad.
There is a group of old guys that play tues - thursday at 11 am during the winter and they have invited me, multiple times but they are co-ed and I just can't get myself to tackle grandma.
I do have a Sunday morning group, when they don't bring their daughters, the level is excellent - but that's it, 1 morning a week if I am lucky.
It's just the studio and I am running out of input sources.
My b-day is in a few days but I am not sure I will be amongst the living, I am eating less and less in preparation.
Enough moaner talk. Life is tough all over, especially once the thrill is gone.
Vamos feeble folk.
Hosanna to the Son of David.
Praise ye the Lord.
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