I have been engaged in a seemingly endless round of house cleaning. I can't believe how grungy a house can get with only one occupant. I would try to hire a maid but then she/he'd have to work around the clutter and really wouldn't know what to clean anyway. I thought I had reduced the number of possessions to a minimum but I still have too much.

If my emotional bitterness wasn't enough to keep me out of a relationship I am surprised the need to clean doesn't do it for me. Ah well, life mistreats you now and again and if you look carefully enough you will see it is really self abuse.

This morning the skies were gray and overcast. As I topped the hill on my way to work I could see the horizon which has been rare lately with the hazy conditions. It made a straight line where the lighter shade of gray that was the sky abruptly became a dark shade that was the water. Shades of gray can be beautiful too.