only one day
Jul. 29th, 2001 10:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
iamomFor the past several months now, I've found that the distinction between weekdays and weekends has been slowly dissolving. No one day seems to be much different from any other; no matter what activities I fill it with, each day just seems to run into the next without anything too meaningful to say about it.
It never used to be that way for me. I used to wake up thinking about what was going to happen that day, and what was going to happen that week, and what I needed to get done, and how I was going to get everything else finished. I used to think a lot about the passage of time, and worry about it; worry about money, worry about time, worry about what challenge or obstacle was going to come up next.
This morning, I awoke from a restful sleep to a bright, sunny day. I'm aware of several chores and tasks that should be done today, and at least some of them will be finished before the day is over. B went to the hospital to round on her patients, and then she's going to a friend's house to use their sewing machine. So I'll be on my own for about another four or five hours, and I'll probably just do what I do on any normal day, with a few changes: instead of working on my regular day job stuff, I'll putter around the house working on my chores. And after awhile, B will be home, and then later, we'll have some friends over for a barbecue, and sometime after that, we'll go to bed.
and one moment just rolls on into the next
It never used to be that way for me. I used to wake up thinking about what was going to happen that day, and what was going to happen that week, and what I needed to get done, and how I was going to get everything else finished. I used to think a lot about the passage of time, and worry about it; worry about money, worry about time, worry about what challenge or obstacle was going to come up next.
This morning, I awoke from a restful sleep to a bright, sunny day. I'm aware of several chores and tasks that should be done today, and at least some of them will be finished before the day is over. B went to the hospital to round on her patients, and then she's going to a friend's house to use their sewing machine. So I'll be on my own for about another four or five hours, and I'll probably just do what I do on any normal day, with a few changes: instead of working on my regular day job stuff, I'll putter around the house working on my chores. And after awhile, B will be home, and then later, we'll have some friends over for a barbecue, and sometime after that, we'll go to bed.
and one moment just rolls on into the next
