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colorless sad sunrise Sunday was good and I tried to repeat that success in the early morning hours of today by staying on my usual third shift schedule. Ian Wright was in Brazil at midnight and then I started to waver at two in the morning, but recovered at around five this morning. Wasting the night hours sleeping was not something that I wanted to do. Noon is when I should be asleep. At quarter to eight, I am debating whether or not I should call Nicole this morning. Maybe I'll have an answer after I eat something. ... 09:20 I finally have time to think and put some of the nonsense from last week out of my mind. There isn't any pressure to do anything yet at the same time I can do things if I want. My time is my own again. Time and my place in it always seem to be a problem for me, but for the first time in days I'm able to look past tomorrow. I may not be able to go anywhere in December, but now I can focus all of my attention on going to New Zealand in January. ... Hours later. Today was not nearly as productive as yesterday, but I tried. At least class was interesting and I got to see a very puffy faced Morrissey sing on late night television. When he was being interviewed, he was barely audible. Then when he was singing he was the same person that I first heard over a decade ago. |