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higher - 2000-04-04
I'm just kind of dinking around online, awaiting my hair to dry, so I can go to bed, and wake up not looking like a scary (well, scarier) version of Ronald McDonald... I have nothing to do. Yes, I could browse the six or eight websites that I have bookmarked, but oh, I just find everything so boring these days... And there are a few people I could be writing, but I don't have any words to write to them. So, I figure if I type aimlessly for a few minutes, put my playlist on "shuffle" (eww, I don't like THAT song. No, not THAT one either... *sigh*) and have a little patience, my hair will dry sooner, rather than later, and I'll head off to slumberland, and dream of sugarplums, wood panelling and razorblades. Back in November I worked a very different shift at the store, one that required me to be awake, and out in the world at 5:30 in the AM. My faithful readers may remember what I wrote about that. Well, I have to do that again tomorrow. I remember the first time I went to work before dawn... I think that was the lowest point of my last year, that morning... Not because I realized my job sucks, but that I realized that I was all alone, and really, when I came home that afternoon, there was no place for me to go. Now, I am quite the opposite. I think I will be at the highest point of my last year, tomorrow morning. And I cannot tell you how this has changed. I mean, I can, but no one will really understand except me. I can tell you the REASONS why this has changed, but I can't tell you WHY. And what's even more exciting: I think I can only get higher from here... Oops, my hair is dry. Good night.
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