I was neither at the hot gates,
Nor fought in the warm rain,
Nor knee deep in the salt marsh,
heaving a cutlass,
Bitten by flies, fought.
Friday, April 11, 2008
The days get longer and the nights smell green
We're finally getting weather that is consistently warm enough to go out in, although we've also been getting a rather large amount of rain. Today the sky is clear, though, so I went out to the park. The world is a beautiful place.
I am a young, female, disabled veteran of the US Army. I have fibromyalgia with fatigue and associated cognitive dysfunctions, which means my thought processes and writing are slower and less coherent than is necessary for a proper news-reactive blog. Therefore, you get my maunderings about whatever the hell I'm thinking about, current or not.
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