Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Dawn
Dawn
Thu Aug 1 00:26:39 2002
That car had Hawaii plates!

I've had my mind on time recently. No, not the philosophical concept of time.. which I don't think about much because I think that it's a waste of .. ermm.. time. Rather... I have 2 events looming over me, like those giant highway signs you drive under that tell you what's where. I just passed one, actually. Debb is outta here.. well, for most intents and purposes. She leaves tomorrow -- I probably won't see her before she leaves (work). The next sign is that wonderful, exciting job interview on Monday. Finally, there's the actual moving process peeking at me.. my apartment is 14/15 days away from me. I'll rent a storage place first, and start moving stuff into it. Next week is the end of my current job... nothing will be left after next friday, I don't think. Yeah. loom loom, over me. I'm sleepy. Please forgive my odd phrasing that is oddly pleasing to me.

I saw a movie tonight w/ her... "Happiness"... Oy, what a strange movie. Fascinating, disturbing, definitely worth watching. Reader, if you have not seen it yet, remember that it is disturbing, but recommended.

I might've had something more interesting to say... perhaps more metaphor cloaked in poetry.. but I'm far too tired to keep writing. It's strange... I was tired at work too. Normally, if I drink enough water, I get less tired, almost as if the tiredness is washed out of me in one of my frequent trips to the restroom... but that didn't happen today. Still was tired afterwards. Maybe it's some lingering effect from my diet. Oh, on that topic, I'm going to try to close the circle and give up meat entirely.. no more indian food exception. Largely, I know I can get vegitable curries. Hmm. My cat is on my lap. Cute.

Oh well, I really need to go to bed now. Tomorrow, I need to pack up the stuff that's going into storage at my parents' place for awhile, so I can deposit it at my parents when I stop by (and probably stay the night) Friday. Oddly, my life is beginning, by the crowdedness of the few planned events, to look like it temporarily has a proper schedule. Weird.

Sleep now.