Waking up in a guest house

When you wake up in a house far away from your home, 🐈 sleeping, darkness, kaamos lights at the yard. You can’t thinking of your life lived. Last week was another when I got angry over neighbor auntie yelling behind wall when I had visitors at my home. It resulted in to discussions with two men who are at the center of that little bit angry woman in her eighteens. On Saturday met politicians at the city square. Joked to one female counselor I’m stalking here. Still upset over last new year eve when city welfare chief woman came to advice me stop stalking her, while I was spending my time at a shopping center. On July neighbor auntie started to complain me she has to celebrate her birthday away from her home because of me.

Holy shit my thoughts this morning.

How I can’t just things be like they are? Give a damn thought to what feelings I create among women. Just being a real chauvinist just overlooking female logics.

Just getting older and older finding short memory dementia hitting.

Realized I upset one woman here at the guest house with my telling of neighbor auntie’s latest yelling subject.

Just be quiet over women’s aggressions.

It’s Christmas time to fall in peace and harmony but I can’t I’m a nuisance for everyone let alone to myself. Sent not a single Xmas card and wishing not a single from no one.🎅🏼 Faith no more. Checked the closed tori cafe forum from where a was banned because “I can’t discuss and I cause contempt’

Think of the good things happened in your life.