Hectic has my life been this morning. Just got to lunch about 2 minutes ago. The afternoon will be shorter, and I just missed a call from one of my bosses in Chicago. So, life is ok.
Nothing exciting or profound to report today. I was not very observant on the walk to the train station this morning. I was in a hurry after oversleeping my alarm by half an hour, and then giving the clock the finger by taking a 20 minute shower even under these circumstances. I rejoiced that laundry had been done last week, and my basket contained a plentitude of clean undies and black socks. My belt was easily found on the floor, and a pair of warm wooly gray pants was resting right in reach. The trains behaved. I squeezed into the office only 5 minutes late. I feel tired again today and congested. No headache. I must be slowly getting better. A little nosebleed though, so I am hesitant to swim until that heals.
I slept without JC last night, and it was the hardest thing. It's so cold without another body. How quickly I have grown used to him. Not a taken-for-granted thing by any means, but I have stretched roots into him, and I feel like a weed tossed out on the cold pavement without him. Nothing I can't deal with, but a less desirable position. The Fatal Frame did not help either. I wasn't wigged out, exactly, but I kept thinking about the game and wondering about the real haunted mansion in Japan. I wondered it if was a tourist trap or really a place where people feared to venture. If it wasnt a tourist trap, it must be now, with the game. I started to think about ghosts, and quickly put it out of my mind. Sleep. No ghosts.
Everything was suddenly creaky.
I need to pop into the kitchen and get some lunch.