#261 - The days passeth quickly

Yep

I couldn't wake up at 4 am on Thursday and Friday. I don't know why. I think I felt very tired. However, it will be fine. Working only half days is so strange, to not have that feeling of pushing yourself to the limit. Not having the sense of dying almost every single day. I am still trying to get used to the rhythm of the week.

I have now run every day since we've come back - except for two days. And I feel great. I have been slowly chipping away at things, trying to make sense of everything.

And I think I have. So today, I relaxed and had a lamp chop for lunch and just took the afternoon off. It was Friday after all.

Right. Things are hazy, floating hazy. I began to be critical here, but I am not going to be critical. I am going to be positive. Yep, I am. This is why writing is important. It flushes out the sinuses and let's me think clearly.

I watched Mother! and Vanity Fair today - both were interesting. Becky Sharp was much nicer than I remember her, and Mother! Jennifer Lawrence was excellent. The film felt a bit too much like my life though.

What else? Yes, it is almost mid-September. So many things pass...

I am happy, I am sad. As Ma says, one day you are happy and one day you are sad. So you might as well be happy. Truth. It always seems like life wants to push you slightly off balance all the time. Always. It is strange. Weird. Always that nudge, that wobble. Always. Always. Always that testing of our integrity. Always, me reading the runes. Always trying to find out the something behind the nothing. Always.

Right. I am done here.

I am going to go back to sleep and then get up later to reboot this weekend. It has been real.