biding time
It seems that lately most of what I do is bide my time, waiting for events to happen that are almost entirely out of my control, holding it (what’s “it”?) together with duct tape in the meantime. Life’s on hold, and that’s a dangerous combination with unemployment: too many hours in which to think. So I’ve been learning Flash, reading the books I can concentrate enough to read (surprisingly few), plotting home improvement projects, executing personal improvement projects. I have exhausted my supply of TV-on-DVD-and-internets, and that’s probably a good thing. I’ve been sleeping more than usual, which has enabled thinking for hours with my eyes closed without falling asleep. Neat trick.
An evening in the company of powerful and warm people sure helped! The tasty cheese and homemade baklava didn’t hurt, either. For the first time in days, my head is clear and my heart at peace. Tomorrow… will come tomorrow. Tonight I enjoy the quiet.
The cats have been sleeping on the bed more. This is a clear win.