Little Frolick

The aim of life is to live and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. - Henry Miller.

back again

ok i can't make my mind up sometimes.

I had the weirdest day yesterday; just one of those when you can't wake up no matter how many times you think you thought you heard the alarm go off. and when you finally did it was an hour past the time to report for work and your throat feels like a desert and your eyes can't see anything.

i didn't go into work; but stayed in bed till twelve and then had someone visit me and help me keep my bed warm. it was a nice albeit weird day; with my brain feeling like someone had just stomped on it all night long. yes, we did go and see the Nightmare detective the night before, which might explain things. i think the movie was a little too close to my own imaginings for my own comfort.

when i came back to work today; my colleagues told me that lots of people had died yesterday. most of them were from my ward. ah well... i guess that's the way things go. maybe i must not see coincidences as fate, or destiny. and maybe the voices in my head are that of my own guilt and not the spirits who are trying to cross over.

who knows?

well. not much else is happening in my life; altho we did go to try Wacha out and it is SUCH a cute place.

will write more about them wonderful meals soon.

posted by: crysalis at 19:15 | link | comments |