Muddled, Befuddled

Allergy tears stream down my cheeks.  I must be quite a sight.  Thank goodness it’s still dark.  Not many neighbors are out this early morning.

Dogs bark in the distance.  A herd of deer crosses the road in front of me.  One favors its left, front leg.  The usual suspects–my walking companions are not around.  Perhaps it’s leftover, DST time lag?

There’s considerable frost on nearby roofs.  Cool for this time of year.

So many thoughts race through my head.  I’m hesitant to do political posts.  This campaign has been so negative thus far.

Another senseless act of terror in Brussels gives me pause.  My head’s bowed in reverence for victims of this madness.  Will there ever be peace in this world?



Author: warturoadam77p

65 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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