Why is it important to me to stop off at the coffee shop on the way to work? I have coffee at home. I don’t know. I never finish all they give me – because I ask for the tall grande. Gigantic. Sumatra today. There’s just something about coffee shop coffee.
I went to bed early last night, but I didn’t fall asleep for awhile. Then I woke up with a sinus headache. Lovely. Guess the pressure is falling again. This is homecoming week on campus. Which means this week will be crazy busy. We have improv tonight. I’m excited. I haven’t been on stage for that since April. We have a lot of things planned. But I’m nervous because Mark won’t be there. This whole Little Shop thing must end soon. I’m so sick of it. There’s so much drama. Plus it’s wearing him out. I mean, my God – he had surgery three weeks ago – that’s all. But those people up there expect him to do everything. Give him a break.
I dread going. Not for Mark’s sake, but because of the whole experience. I hate drama and phony people. That’s all they have up there.
I have a busy day at work. I wish I could’ve slept in today – even though I slept a good part of the weekend. Now that fall is here, the mornings are ideal for sleeping. My favorite thing to do on chilly mornings.
Ok, gonna make some copies.
“Here roses leave shadows on the ground…” Sappho
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