Good Monday morning, dear readers! The Shreveport, Louisiana cypress swamp is, as always, painting a beautiful picture outside our cabin – serene and unbothered by the sudden shifts in our world. Inside, however, the usual Monday morning rhythm has been decidedly… disrupted. My coffee is brewing, but my mind is already racing through a landscape of new priorities.
You see, caring for the uncles is a 24/7 gig, and their internal clocks operate on entirely different cosmic frequencies. Take Uncle Jerry, for instance. Bless his heart, he was up and dressed by 5:00 AM sharp, probably ready to solve the world's problems before the roosters even considered crowing. Then there's Uncle Bill. He decided to start his day (or continue his night) at 10:30 PM last night. Yes, you read that right. And let me tell you, a man who's been awake since yesterday evening at 10:30 PM is, understandably, a tad cranky by actual morning.
And me? Well, I barely managed to drag myself out of bed at 5:30 AM, and I'm still very much in that pre-caffeinated, hazy state of existence. My brain is currently running on dial-up, trying to process the concept of "morning." So here I am, standing by the coffee maker, the glorious aroma of brewing beans slowly filling the air, a beacon of hope for my still-slumbering synapses. But as the coffee drips, both uncles have decided this is prime time for conversation. Uncle Jerry, ever the eager beaver, is already dissecting last night's obscure documentary, while Uncle Bill, in his charmingly gruff morning-after-an-all-nighter voice, is demanding to know why the coffee isn't ready right this second. My internal monologue, however, is screaming one thing: Dear heavens, just let me wake up first!
Beyond the usual Monday morning whirl, there are a few new family matters that have unexpectedly taken center stage. Uncle Bill won't be with us here in the cabin for a little while, as he's needed to be elsewhere for some time. Additionally, Uncle Jerry has a some appointments coming up tomorrow, Tuesday, and I need to arrange for a follow-up eye appointment for him as well.
These new developments mean my focus will be entirely on supporting my new adopted family for the next couple of days. Because of this, I wanted to give you all a heads-up that I'll be offline until Wednesday morning. I'll be dedicating my full attention to these immediate needs.
This Monday morning, more than ever, feels like finding my anchor in a rapidly moving swell. Life, much like the bayou, has a way of throwing unexpected currents your way. It reminds us that even amidst personal chaos, the rhythm of care, responsibility, and unwavering resolve must continue.
Wishing you all a truly peaceful and manageable Monday. I'll be back online to share more adventures and updates on Wednesday. Until then, take care.
In Other News from Nocturnis: A Glimpse into the Shadows
On a different note, while navigating today's real-world currents, I've also been busy behind the scenes for our Nocturnis City Campaign! I've managed to recover a significant number of old posts from the original website concerning my Friday the 13th series. These haven't just been recovered; they've been meticulously rewritten and adapted to fit seamlessly into the rich, dark tapestry of Nocturnis.
Each of these upcoming tales will carry a potent byline: "There are 666,666,666 people in this city, and this is but just one of their stories." Get ready, because the shadows of Nocturnis are about to reveal some truly chilling narratives.
Wishing you all a truly peaceful and manageable Monday. I'll be back online to share more adventures and updates on Wednesday. Until then, take care.
Yours Captain Hedges
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