I love how I complained about there being no snow…

Only to get allot of snow today and then had to walk through it to get alcohol because I ran dry midway.

The funniest part was that halfway back due to hardly anything being shovelled I began getting tired more than usual which then triggered a childhood memory of course.

I remembered when I was out in the forest playing by the escarpment in Milton, Ontario during a snowy day when suddenly the snow turned into a blizzard and I was far from home.

So anyways I was heading home when I became very tired and naturally just wanted to collapse and give up, especially at the age I was which was like 11.

But I remember telling myself that if I stopped now due to the blizzard and sun going down?

I would be dead so I kept going despite how my lungs and body felt only to make it home just in time before it got dark safe and sound.

Today was nowhere near that experience but it was a fun memory to recall suddenly. ⁂

“Apparently nothing will ever teach these people that the other 99 percent of the population exist.”

― George Orwell, Diaries
“26 letters in the alphabet”

“Order 66/69”

Everything is language, from pictures to words and numbers.

From memory trigger communications to sign languages.
“I think I exist,’ he said wearily. ‘I am conscious of my own identity.

I was born, and I shall die. I have arms and legs.

I occupy a particular point in space.

No other solid object can occupy the same point simultaneously.”

― George Orwell, 1984

Until now…

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