There is a power outage in the area. Beautiful gift from the skies.

I feel I could grab a thousand stars and swallow them. As I do with

grapes. Would I get drunk? I’m almost half down on my bottle of

Tequila. I decided to come this evening before New Year’s Eve.

We are having some relatives over for dinner and conversation.

I enjoy their company and conversation very much. As I enjoy the

solitude of the cemetery. I own it. I’m the night guardian of all stones.

Make sure no vandals commit the sacrilege of disturbing their peace

and quiet. With Lobo with me and my determination afore, I am

capable of anything. Have no fear. These living souls around give

me courage and fortitude to face even death. Well, it helps that Tequila

creates such illusion in the back of my head. Be that as it may.

I would not allow anybody to disturb mine and my Mama’s peace and

quiet. I read for a while before admiring the stars and think all the

above. I turned off the petrol lamp before doing it too.

Love the complete darkness. It feels as if the crow I feed at home is with

me covering me with his jet black large wings. I’m going to get

comfortable putting my head on my backpack and getting as a cocoon

in my overcoat and go to sleep. If I don’t get to talk to you tomorrow

evening, may you have a wonderful New Year.

EO