Happy, healthy, at peace. Just finished a run that went really well. Now going to do some painting, rest for the rest of the day. A benefit of starting work at 5:30am -- done at 2. (though today, they let me out early at 1 - still 7 hrs though!)
"...On and on and on and on he strode, far out over the sands, singing wildly to the sea, crying to greet the advent of the life that had cried to him." - James Joyce
Frustrated, irritated. Sometimes I don't know myself, I be too numb, to feel something sometimes, so I dig deep, get in the Cherokee, let my mind fly free into the wilderness so I can get this shit off my mind, that's why I be smoking that dank sometimes: it keeps me from snapping, it keeps me calm, it keeps my mind open, it keeps me fond of what I've got to do up in the nursing home cafeteria, making scrambled eggs for eldey men and women who have problems functioning day to day on their own.