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Generally speaking, I'm not one to post updates describing the circumstances of my life on a day-to-day basis, but in a whimsical attempt at some solid, valid reflection, I'll do that today and probably not tomorrow.
I've spent most of today watching rain turn to snow with my head poked out the garbage-room door and prodding the obscure corners of Internet-researched employment opportunities. I also cleaned.
I'm considering driving in the conditions (these being the snow coupled with a torn wind-shield wiper blade) to sit and drink coffee and attempt-pretend to read while actually occupied by fantasy-nightmares of surprise encounters with people who know me. I will overtip the staff for fear of seeming-being cheap, will dread the approximate approach of anyone, and will leave after sitting undisturbed with a renewed disgust with my fear of every sensation.
Lucky for this.
I've spent most of today watching rain turn to snow with my head poked out the garbage-room door and prodding the obscure corners of Internet-researched employment opportunities. I also cleaned.
I'm considering driving in the conditions (these being the snow coupled with a torn wind-shield wiper blade) to sit and drink coffee and attempt-pretend to read while actually occupied by fantasy-nightmares of surprise encounters with people who know me. I will overtip the staff for fear of seeming-being cheap, will dread the approximate approach of anyone, and will leave after sitting undisturbed with a renewed disgust with my fear of every sensation.
Lucky for this.