I let the six remaining girl chicks on the lawn and heard their contentment. I remarked upon it."It's because they don't have any men in their life," said thewife. Gender fully-pwned. And it's a fair call. Since I stopped work I've had time to heal while the rest go to the office or school. I try to keep stuff clean and do what I can but it's not enough though I I'm home alone and I'm conscious of that.I've been working on eldritch horrors which has meant a wobbly me and that combined with loss of identity; validation as a working person because no matter where I worked if people got out of my way then I excelled.Then I lost it; retired twenty years too soon. I have to live with the comfort that what I did mattered and it mattered I did it well.It is eternal validation—born shit but burned bright. I linger like the after-glow of a just turned off light.WFTW.