Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
I'm taking the Paratransit bus to and from work. It's been late to pick me up from work everyday this week. It's gotten me to work closer to 7:30 AM then to 9:00 AM, so I have plenty of time to sit and wait. I'm reading a book on writing poetry and making journal entries. Maybe next week I will attempt make the pick up at home closes to 8:30 AM, but I doubt that is possible. Yesterday a neighbor took me to the bank and when I went back out to the car, I opened the door and hit myself in the mouth with the car door. Then when I got home, I spent half the evening updating my virus protection. I finally got that done, I think from now on I'm going to do that on Friday or Saturday around midnight. I'm not sleeping well anyway, so I may as well do something constructive. Tomorrow I'm not going to work. Mom has a dental appointment at 11:00 AM and the Paratransit bus is picking us up at 10:44 AM give or take between 5 and 25 minutes. It's a good thing we're going to a dentist, since one never gets into see either a doctor or a dentist at the appointment time anyway. I'm tired now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to be able to sleep. I can fall asleep on my keyboard, but the minute my head hits the pillow I'm wide awake. I lay staring out the window or at the ceiling. At least staring out the window is entertaining because the Metro helicopter flies over at random intervals. |