Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
Istiqlál (Independence), 14 Mashiyyat (Will), 165 B.E. – -Friday, October 10, 2008 about 3:41 AM Pacific Time Morning has arrived and it's still dark outside. I put a load of clothes in the washer when I went into the kitchen to make the coffee about 2"30 AM. My car is still setting in the driveway, looking like I backed it in, waiting for me to get a battery and a battery cable. After thinking about it, I remembered that my sister bought me a battery in 2005 or 2006. Considering how hot it gets in Vegas, I don't suppose it would hurt if I bought a new battery and had it put in. It's still dark outside. The sky is the color of my strong, deep black coffee. Let me rewrite that statement. The sky is the color of coffee before cream is added to it. I don't take cream or milk in my coffee unless I'm buying some sort of coffee mix at a coffee shop. It's still dark outside and time doesn't fall back until the first Sunday in November. November 2 the time falls back. By then fall is half over, winter is approaching and the holiday season is just getting started. That could be one reason I'm having a difficult time with depression (all though I'm not sure that is the right description for the mood). Holidays are always depressing, I think because most holidays are consider family affairs. The only family I have in Vegas is my Mother. I doubt that I'll see my sister or my brothers during the holidays again this year. I might see my niece and her kids in Henderson. I have to call and see if Mom and I can get an invention for Thanksgiving. I'm not going to cook a turkey. The only part of a turkey I like are the drum sticks and dark meat. If we don't go to my nieces, then I'm going to figure out a way to go out for Thanksgiving. As much as I dislike driving on a holiday, I'm not eating Thanksgiving dinner at home. |