Days of Petanque: No Hug-ee No Kiss-ee

Subject: Days of Petanque: No Hug-ee No Kiss-ee

Date: March 12, 2020 at 8:41:31 PM PDT

                              ———
But each time we talk, I get the same old thing
Always no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin' ring
My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf
She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself

Songwriters: Daniel John Baird
Keep Your Hands to Yourself lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc
                              ———
'No Man is an Island'

No man is an island entire of itself; every man 

is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; 

if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe 

is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as 

well as any manner of thy friends or of thine 

own were; any man's death diminishes me, 

because I am involved in mankind. 

And therefore never send to know for whom 

the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. 

MEDITATION XVII

Devotions upon Emergent Occasions

John Donne 

                              ———

All this isolationism is making me feel more and more an island, unmoored from that life I've come to treasure, and pushed out to sea. When the Wolf returns it may be a home he does not know.

                              ———

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