It used to be Memorial Day, first day of summer, BBQ, etc. Now it's get your life back when Memorial Day passes, guess which one is better? Back to performance because things need attention not because I'm trying to determine present capacity. Mom swore she loved solitude but had to walk, ride, buy and return everyday. Sounds like solitude with benefits. I miss affection too much to buy into hermit. cum but going with just this with conjugal visits added might be the next plateau. Sleeping soundly transcends groinal gushering. Never thought I'd admit that. Of course, BOTH is even a better outcome. A blow up of those lines across my chest look like fat moving as I run and lining up against muscle/arteries. When I lie on my back, it goes to my armpits like soft breasts do. That crap ain't gonna be burned away soon. Withered hands, splinty shins and moobs. There'll be lotsa sunshine when I'm gone. But while I'm here, every day will contain fun. Today I'm playing "here comes the girlfriend" cleanup stuff. I won't be forgetting those 4 months on purpose.