thinking in tongues

the longest day of school has passed. 8 to 8. after a while, the brain seemed to slide into cruise control. the pilot didn't have his feet up though, it was as though i was trying to make sure my non-existent copilot thought i was still awake. he would not have been convinced.

this weekend is crucial. i need to take advantage of the time to get everything in order, start some projects, send some emails, have some me time.

wake at 8, put on suit, tighten tie, eat oatmeal, get on bus, hi to secretary, turn on screen, type till noon, lunch till 1, meetings at 3, home by 6, turn on stove, put on trackers, consume food, brush teeth, wash face, moisturize, write, sleep.

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everyone's very caught up in relationship issues. i don't think i've ever been less worried about those issues. just cruisin'. on big wheels? hahaha. you know, just riding down the street on those old big wheel tricycles. chain swangin' low.