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Still the weekend Fog met me on my way to work this morning, but I didn't mind. It was a nice change of pace. I also didn't mind going in to work today, because I like my job and the extra money that I earned today was also welcome. Oh, my job is not my life like some people that I know, but it doesn't irritate me either. I really do like the people that I work with during the day and I am going to miss seeing them. Yes, I will see them at the end of my shift, but it will be different. When I am winding down and getting ready to go home, they will just be getting started. Early this evening I sifted through some of my old artwork. For months two garbage bags full of paper and supplies had been sitting in my closet. There were drawings in the pile that I had done in high school mingled in with stuff from my college career. Its been months since I have seen any of it. Some of it went back into another garbage bag, but some of it brought back fond memories. Some people might think I am insane, but I bought a birthday present for Brenda. She should get it tomorrow. The present is a gift certificate for the store where she buys all of her shampoo, lotions and so on. Brenda does like to pamper herself, so she should appreciate it. Tomorrow I may actually start to sleep in my bedroom again. It has a northern exposure so less sun will shine in when I am sleeping during the day. The livingroom where I have been sleeping for the past few weeks faces east and lets the sun shine in for hours which will work against me when I trying to sleep. Suddenly I feel like me again and it feels good.
visual input at the moment: King Lear - Ian Holm
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