So I have this nasty little cough, it turned out to be a neat little lung infection. Got time off. Time. Off. What to do with my succession of monotonous days. Well, I’ll talk to my online friends about things that I pretend to care about.
I MOVED. It was an exhilarating process. My asthma didn’t dig it too much however. I discovered just today that my next door neighbor is a GET bus driver. His child is chubby and rude at best. His wife looks like a bad Cher nightmare. No wonder he wants to be gone all the time.
My window is in such a place that I can sit at my desk and see everything. Like the pool for instance.
Perfect summer source of fun now out of use, except for the fallen leaves that decide to take a dip.
One of the most amazing times of day is right before the sun comes up--you notice that everything isn’t as solid as you thought it was, but always changing.
And though in body I sit behind my computer trying my hardest to avoid doing math problems my mind is in the far-est clearing, and I can see for miles…
