Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse. Christian fucking labouring for juan. 4 years grace just got reduced to two.

 The stakes and therefore the probability of me having to eventually leave my home, just went through the roof :-(

  She.. elecrified 28.02.25

She tirned towards the errant light, her face a moving a mask of misery, flushed in the last rays of a dying sun. Soon the dark would come. She gently replaced the curtain, drawing back into her self, closed, and for ever sealed. covered by her fate. The cabin had been her fathers, He had not survived .That she did now, was testament to his long vision and the well that stocked. Shelves that stood full and hung and draped. Thick lines, dusty with all the things long absent like tinder boxes and well meaning hearts. The memory of things things that wuld see her through to the ending.. She had come here with the others, watching and waiting, until now only she was left, alone in the bitter time, traipsing the rough stretches of worry ,the receding buoyancies of an approaching death. The last ghost in the wilderness, where the ground froze and the spirit fled., MB