Cucumber

I have relished cucumbers all my life.  One of my earliest memories from childhood was when I was about two years old (I know the rough age because I know from my mother that I was no longer in that particular high chair after I was two years old) and eating cucumber rings from the metal table of my high chair.

I will eat cucumbers in any form.... fresh, in salads, pickled in one way or another (dill, Polish, hot-and-spicy, bread-and-butter, candied, and sweet (in order of preference)).

I have never met a cucumber I did not like.

I am still in the void, but I am trying to fix it.

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Mute

I have been mute for quite a while now.  Perhaps that will change now.  I do not have a whole helluva lot to say at the moment, but I do feel again like trying to write again.   I seem to have lost my focus in life.  I seem to have lost the idea of having goals and aspirations.  I seem to be adrift, not really hearing or seeing any sort of call to do anything.   I was just going to say that "I would be content to sit all day." but that is not really accurate.  To sit and simply do nothing does not make me feel content either.  I am not sure what WOULD make me feel content, if anything.  But, in the same vein, I am not discontent.  I am simply devoid of emotion, devoid of goals, devoid of any feeling of purpose, devoid of desire, devoid of anything.  I have become a void.

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