no joke, and no shit. but what you gonna do? complain about the seasons changing? might as well complain about the sun rising in your window.
it's sunday morning, and i'm slowly getting ready to roll. it's been a decent enough weekend. nothing much to do today. got up, said my prayer and had some cereal for breakfast. read my books and bible, took my medicines, worked on some music, coming along. yesterday i did some shopping, washed clothes and made a killer soup. just great.
work has been pretty routine. good thing about this job; the details remain the same overall, but the minutiae changes every day, so there's never really a boring day. just a day of running a route (route-in, routine) that will have some new nuances every single day. i dig the hell out of that.
thinking about dinner today, thinking about this cleaning that Rachel is supposed to do, and the furniture i should be getting tomorrow. thinking about the week ahead, the hours left in the day, and the good taste of the soup i made. thinking about how grateful i am, the days and nights have a better quality to them. thinking about my sponsor. thinking about the coming year. and getting in gear to hit the store before the meeting.
thank you, Jehovah, for a good weekend.
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