The Past Couple of Days

It's not that I've been too busy to write. I just haven't gotten around to it for one reason or another. There's lots to say though. I mean this weekend alone proved interesting enough. I'll start with Friday night when Viking and I stayed home and did absolutely nothing, but that's fine because we haven't done absolutely nothing together in quite some time. I later found myself wrestling with difficult thoughts, but through that adversity I now feel more at ease about the way things are and the way things will potentially be.

Saturday was an early morning, but I dealt much better with the situation than I initially thought. I haven't worked first shift since summer so I was afraid my body would have been rather unaccustomed to being fully active at 7am, but with the assistance of a few prayers and a cup full of cafeen, I managed to work just fine. We ended up making quite a bit of cash that day so I went home feeling pretty good. After that, I really didn't do much again. I mean, being around the house isn't bad, but I sorta felt antsy. I don't have much social connection right now either because I'm rationing my cell phone due to the fact that I lost my cell charger. I went and bought a car charger only to realize that I don't drive that much... Whatever.

Sunday morning I woke up to a strange and sorrowful sound. A mouse was shreiking in the kitchen and it was as I suspected. The baby mouse I saw a few nights ago had gotten stuck in a spider trap next to the counter. It was completely trapped. So I worked for about 15 minutes trying to get it free and eventually plopped it into a Claussen's Pickle jar. I cleverly named it baby claussen for reasons I shant reveal.

Later Sunday, I bought a fire pit, and for the past two nights we have been enjoying roaring fires out in the yard. I love it. I don't know what it is about fire that mezmorizes me so much, but it does. I also enjoy chopping wood. I chopped a fallen tree into bits Sunday afternoon and when I was done I felt so incredibly subdued as if all of my inner agression just melted away with each swing of the ax.

So maybe I'm an ax murderer on the inside... but no... I didn't kill Baby Claussen in a most grueling manner as I did to two baby mice my freshman year, so I must be reformed at heart. But speaking of Claussen, I let him go tonight. I felt bad about keeping him in such confined spaces. He was released in the yard, but if he comes back inside, I will probably kill him as I plan on doing to the rest of his family that still craps all over our stove.

Dreams. I had another dream today. It was a repeat of one that I had last year. I'm not going to talk much about it... maybe if you ask me on a personal basis, but I gotta say... Whenever I have this dream my entire day is brightened. I just get full of joy and nothing can get me down. The dream is so real too. I actually stopped in the middle of it today and asked myself if I was dreaming and then I finally convinced myself that I wasn't... but then I woke up.

Other than that, I feel pretty inspired. I've had a lot of staggering thoughts lately, but I feel more comfortable not sharing them on an internet intermediary. Hope all is well where you are. Peace and love.