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casual aftermath I realize that I was rather glib in the entry for yesterday, but I know that those moods that I have will pass soon enough. Unlike some people when I'm not feeling that positive about things, I don't want to talk with someone about it. I don't seek an answer from someone else. I can generally work through whatever is bothering me by myself. This may or may not be the best approach to take for other people, but it does work for me. I also feel that it would take too much effort to put into words what I am feeling and possibly make the problem bigger when all that I want is for it to go away. I am not a person who is perpetually happy. Nor do I see myself as a negative person. I like to think that I am somewhere in the middle. I suppose that for the sake of continuity I could have mentioned how my grilling went awry last night. In my slightly depressed state I thought that I would grill some chicken breasts for supper. My only problem was that there were about a dozen charcoal briquets left in the grill. After a few attempts to light them in a heavy wind, I waited and waited for the meat to cook. Well, it took forever and then I wasn't sure that they had cooked all the way through and it was time to leave for work. So in the end they were thrown into the garbage and I was forced to eat something from the vending machine at work rather than grilled chicken from home. The topic of working third shift as being unnatural came up at work early this morning. Personally I think nothing of messing with my circadian rhythms. I have no problems sleeping during the day and after doing it for close to a year, I doubt that will change any time soon. Today, however, I pushed the limits of my reverse schedule. I avoided the mind numbing effects of television this morning and successfully grilled some Italian sausage. Then after a good meal, I headed out to my local comic book store to turn in my order for the next month. It was the first time in days that I was driving at noon. For me noon is midnight and close to bedtime and it felt very odd. Sitting under the harsh rays of the noon sun made me sleepy and I was shocked by all of the people on the road. Most of the time the world that I inhabit is less populated and I like it that way. Of course I couldn't go to sleep without reading part of the small pile that I purchased and saw a one, a three and a nine on the digital display before I closed my eyes. |