Delta Variant

 Almost two in the morning on a Friday night...
I've become a little boring...
I don't mind...
It's drama free...
I can justify any isolationism as being due to the Delta variant
And its effects on the world at large...
Threat level five...
Makes it easier to minimize the reality
That I'm just not ready to deal with people just yet...
Really not 100% ready to put myself out there...
People are fucked up...
I am one, so I know...
And my armor has grown thin...
My skin has gotten thicker,
But the outer accoutrements have gone from
Hammered steel plate to chainmail...
The former had sustained too much damage...
It no longer moved with me as it was intended to...
Cast off what does not bear fruit...
I've learned to travel light...
Don't put down roots in unstable/unbalanced soil...
Take the time to check the ph and mineral content...
Plenty of mulch...
Earthworms for soil aeration...
Be aware...
Wait for the correct season...
And it's not yet time...
The world is unsafe concerning matters of the heart...
And it's unsafe for physical/real world reasons, as well...
And some wounds, though healing well,
Are still somewhat fresh on the wheel of time...
So I can survive in my cozy nest...
My dragon's hoard...
Sleeping on swords,
But sleeping soundly, nonetheless...