sometimes you do things in your life and you have no idea why you've done them. most of the time I know why I've done something I just wish I hadn't.
but something happened recently and I feel so completely dissconnected from it. like it wasn't really me. I was almost watching it from somewhere outside myself. totally dissconnected. oh well it happened awhile ago I was just thinking about it for some reason.
Today work sorta redeemed itself. sorta. I dunno.
I am tired. a stunningly beautiful tired.... but tired.
tomorrow I'm off. and I'll do the laundry and stuff. and maybe get in touch with the boy with the muscles, or maybe not. we'll see.