The dreamtime wishes are in place and activated
before 8 am; they weren’t too frivolous anyway, a
festering need to defrost the chest freezer played
for first place and succeeded easily - & one could
see the reasoning, but that degraded a chance of
success for the next; there’s a mass of class stuff
in this freezer which one cannot access without a
bit - as th’ saying goes, of hit & miss occasionally
So now we’ve disposed the locations of some but
dismayed patterns of memory of what was where
or even in there - interesting though - making that
cogent case again for an upright ice-chest; but it’ll
be rested in the lees of success at least when the
lost pumpkin soup blazes in sybarite glory tonite
© 15 June 2015, I. D. Carswell
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