the dwindle.

the world does seem smaller, right?
i mean,
not necessarily in an overpopulated congestion way,
but more like there's a disconnect in the interconnectedness.
a break in the circadian circuits,
y'know- more arcs,
and fewer perfect concentric ever-expanding circles.
or maybe, just maybe,
the more inward we look, the circles are just getting smaller anyway.
radiating smoke ring water-ripple overlaps...
the epicenter is the smallest point,
and maybe that's where i'm at right now.
wait?
what?
duders,
i'm talking about the dwindle.
it's a waning, declining, past-peak downturn kind of a thing.
once you hit your acme,
it's all downhill from there, yeah?
yeah.
now THAT'S some underenthusiatic-type hard-style sh!t, son.
i guess that's just what it is.
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there are a pair of gorgeous little girls hanging out up here.
they had a stepmom funtime explosion while i was tatzapping,
and the flavorful vibes are flowing fast and free.
neighbors,
i came home to hot dinner,
hotter wife,
and superfly fresh 'best dad ever' cards from the girls.
harvest and maple are having big fun.
it's woodsly.
it's goodsly.
and it is most assuredly all really happening.
snow fort?
yep.
arts and crafts?
yep.
green elephant?
tomorrow, ninjas.
there are good parts,
even during the dwindle.
if it's gonna blow out like a candle,
it's gonna also go out with a bang;
never quiet, never soft.....