Tuesday, March 8, 2005

sick as a dog

I didn’t stay up all night. Rather, I watched a movie (proof) then went to sleep. I woke up and wandered into the living room around four. My body ached all over.

After a large bowl of peaches and cream oat meal, I went back to sleep and didn’t wake up until about seven or so.

Now, it’s almost two and I can’t sleep. Go figure. I have another bowl of oatmeal. It’s cooling. I plan to eat it as I watch another movie and hopefully fall asleep.

I have a long day at work tomorrow. A bloomington turn, then a flint turn. But, I’ll be back in atlanta in my own bed tomorrow night.

If I haven’t called... I apologize. I haven’t felt like holding my head up, much less like talking on the phone. I’ve got your messages if you have called me. I’ll return them soon.

The windows are open so I can hear the rain outside. It’s calming and cool. The smell is nice, too. Once in a while, there is a siren but it’s not the sound of calamity. I like the sound. It reminds me I’m in the city. Alive. I hear cars driving on the wet roads. Trains in the distance. An airplane from time-to-time. I love the city.

Let me watch my movie. I need to be asleep.

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