Jun 22, 2005 01:18
I love the night. I have always been a night owl and since I moved out, I've pushed the limits of what that phrase means. For me, it's hard to be anything but, because of my job... but really I don't mind too much. Everything is so tranquil and quiet, which gives me time to reflect on my day. Potentially, being alone with your mind can be a scary thing when you have something going on in your life. For years I struggled with insomnia due to my mind saying, "hey, we need to talk." at 2:30 in the morning...not so convenient. But I have found the key to happiness, rather than try to fight it, welcome the problem to resurface when it's safe for you to do so... it resurfaces because psychologically, you mind is trying to find closure...in whatever may be going on. Eventually, your mind will run out of things to say and you can either get a good night's sleep, or you can stay up poking it with a stick...like me.
Work was good tonight... 60k in the park...and I got my posterior handed to me on a plate for a good portion of the evening's festivities. I don't usually take the verbal abuse I get personally, but for some reason tonight, I felt like everyone had something to say to me... I feel my saving grace, was a message I received about halfway through my evening...it wasn't anything big, but it reminded me of the triviality of the park's drama, and how amazing some people in my life truly are.
Thus concludes day 2 without soda. So far, so good... Personally speaking, I am really beginning to love unsweetened ice tea...Twice the caffeine, none of the sugar! It reminds me of a strong cup of coffee that randomly punches you in the face.
G'night all!