The days are slipping through
too quickly. It took a long time to get out of bed
this morning, the bed was soft
and comfortable. Shortly after I made it out, I got back in.
called and we talked over the work on my car
, it is now to a point where he feels happy. He is an unusual mechanic, caring deeply about the condition of my car, shockingly honest
, I am lucky to finally have him. The total rolls in around $1,500, not bad since I expect to spend $2,000 a year on assorted upkeep. He details some of the things my previous
mechanic fucked up deep inside the car. I thank him his diligent
work. It will nice to drive again, a roadtrip to Canada
is likely now.
on the green gold
couch, I enjoy the taste of pie
for breakfast. In the dreams
I shed upon waking
, I had purchased cereal, so it was a bit disappointing to find the cupboards
empty. The sounds of a train
echos into the house, I grab the camera and a pair of shoes, walking down to sit on a curb
near the tracks
. There is a nice, large, gritty
rock that I amuse myself with until the steel
rolls into view
. Walking away afterwards, I notice the barrel
of the zoom lens appears loose, something rattles inside, and it irritates me.
A short bath, and then I am away walking
. First the bank to shuffle
money around, the tellers are always nice in a non-plastic way. There are so many people to watch on my way under leaves and sun shadows
, interesting, attractive, curious people. Near work, a car honks, and it is not until the distance
between is cut in half that I recognize who it is and wave back. Part of that is eyesight, the other is a routine problem comprehending things I see. A change of hairstyle which will not throw others off, can render someone a complete stranger
to me. Part of this may relate to my absence of visual memory
, I am not sure, it does not bother me very much anyways.
Eyes feel slightly tired today, work is very vacant quiet right now.