If Only I Could Do That...

Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?

Everybody, apparently: No?

Shortly before those mortal events in the Camber dooryard, Cujo's remains were cremated. The ashes went out with the trash and were disposed of at the Augusta waste-treatment plant.

It would perhaps not be amiss to point out that he had always tried to be a good dog.

He had tried to do all of the things his MAN and his WOMAN, and most of all his BOY, had asked or expected of him. He would have died for them, if that had been required.

He had never wanted to kill anybody.

He had been struck by something, possibly destiny, or fate, or only a degenerative nerve disease called rabies.

Free will was not a factor.

~ Cujo, Stephen King, 1981

Person who wants to do stuff trapped in a body that needs to lie down

I just saw this film in the theatre with my sister and I liked it very much. We had a few laughs, I had a good cry, and all in all, it was a good evening. I highly recommend it!

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At lunchtime l bought a huge orange-

The size of it made us all laugh.

I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave -

They got quarters and l had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,

As ordinary things often do

Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.

This is peace and contentment. It's new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.

I did all the jobs on my list.

And enjoyed them and had some time over.

I love you. I'm glad l exist.