"Oh the glories the Lord has made, and the complications you could do without..."

     

                                

                                     

My delete button keeps falling off my computer, should I keep fixing it? or become a more careful and accurate typer? 

I'm sure this has happened to a number of you readers, but right now I'm just talking to you, singular, aren't I. The occurrence that I am talking about is completely a mental phenomenon, and I don't think it has anything to do with where one is. I'm sure it has happened to me in my home in Lodi, as well as my home here. I'm talking about when you wake up, and you have no idea where you are, and it takes you a second to put things together in your head. One time I slept in a luggage trailer in Santa Cruz, I woke up knowing exactly where I was. I wonder if this happening is because we forget where we are, or because we think we're somewhere else. I have found the whole realm of the sub-conscience, sleep, and dreams very fascinating. I would love to spend my whole life studying what goes on in our brains, except for the fact that by then end of my life I would have accomplished nothing. That is why I like to crochet. It is very rewarding. It enables one to hand-craft warm and cozy accessories to keep or to give away. But the sad part is that after the weather turns warm (I've been living in winter for the past 3 months), all my handicrafts are useless. Unless of course I sit in the freezer. Ever since I got my own room, I would open the windows in the winter so I could use more blankets. I would get in the freezer. 

Here is a schedule of the seasons for me.

summer hot (may-aug o8)

winter cold (aug-nov 08)

summer hot (nov-dec 08)

winter cold (dec-jan 08/09)

:::if i come back to peru:::

summer hot (feb-may 09) 

summer hot(may-aug 09) 

????????

where did spring and fall run off to?