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emerald halo Tuesdays have a habit of leveling out my mood and yesterday was no exception. The thought of having to go back to work puts a damper on me no matter how good of a day I am having. Somewhere during the day I start to worry about making the transition back to third shift. I get more and more edgy until I finally stop struggling and start the process of changing over. Soon it becomes an elaborate ritual almost like decompression. Ever so slowly I have to relax and prepare myself for being awake all night. After I slept for a few hours I stepped outside to see a moon ringed with eerie green light. When I say green I am not exaggerating. The half moon was bathed in green light and I have no idea why. The difference between a written description and the physical reality is becoming very real for me as I look at places to live. They sound pleasant enough when I read about them, but when I drive by them I am so disappointed by what I see. I have never lived in a true apartment complex, nor do I want to start now. Even when I moved out of the dorm in college, I went into a house rather than an apartment. The thought of having all of those people around me drives me insane. I couldn't deal with it. I need my space and privacy. I don't want to be in the middle of party central or next to families with small children. I need somewhere that is modern and secluded.
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