| Abnormalcy |
[Dec. 24th, 2018|10:50 pm]
rejectomorph
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Today I was somewhat less hung over than I'd expected to be. I ought to have tried harder. But the room did not spin last night and I slept okay, for a few hours, but then woke up too early and couldn't get back to sleep. Partly the mobile phone's fault. I haven't figured out how to make it be quiet. There's supposed to be something like that, isn't there? It's well hidden, and the damned thing always seems to chirp at me at five or six o'clock because somebody in a different time zone commented on a Farcebook entry or some such thing.
Most of the day was spent looking at pictures of rescue cats, setting up automatic payments for my T-Mobile account, and doing some laundry. I'd have put off the laundry but realized that I have too few t-shirts to do that. I need a clean one because I've arranged to go to Safeway tomorrow. All the other stores are closed for some holiday— probably the one that has caused people to put little light bulbs all over the place.
There was more rain today, but I did manage to get in a short walk to the end of the block at dusk again, thanks to a brief hiatus in the drizzle. I'd like to get more familiar with the neighborhood, but it's difficult because there's not much differentiation in the buildings so they all tend to blend together in my mind. Just like the days of the last few weeks. Anything that seems like normalcy seems a long way off. The normalcy of the recent past seems even further off, but it probably isn't. Ask me again in a year or two. |
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