Its funny how you can never put something here that really means anything
Much to my surprise today, i finished reading Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis". Its about this guy who wakes up one morning and has transformed, metamorphosed if you will, into a beetle. I delves into how the family copes with it and the financial loss since he was the one supporting them all. I thought it was going to be a longer story but half way through the book i found myself at the end. It seems the other half of the book just goes into explaining all the metaphors and underlying theology that the author cleverly slipped in. It was published in 1916, but all the similarities of family life and how people interact with one another are timeless. The rest of my day was spent on video games. Last night i drank and am definitely paying for it today, both mentally and physically. Its snowing outside off and on. The frigid air wasn't on my to-do list today. It definitely contributed to my inside day. Whenever i stay inside most of the day i end up feeling really detached and off for some reason. Not to say that if i went out anything eventful would have happened..but ah..well...i don't know. Katie is sleeping peacefully in bed next me. I'll soon retire to the land where dreams of Nathan in his plane tomorrow dance through my head. I have to get up at 4:30 in the morning to give him a ride to the airport. My head is getting heavy, so that must mean that the night time cold medicine i took is kicking in about now. I called carissa today and a bunch of people yesterday..most of which, all of which, i should say, weren't home. This day has gone on for long enough now, time for me to end it, wash all the dirt away and make new...