This is a little different than the 12:00-1:00pm routine.
But it’s kind of nice. Coffee is on brew, and I can hear the trickle of hot water echoing from the kitchen. Water hissing and percolating, soon a flick, and a sigh of relaxation. There aren’t any job announcements up. Hopefully something more will bite. I don’t know how much longer I can just sit around and play video games. Perhaps a day of reading is in order. Or I could write some music.
I miss it.
I wish I hadn’t fucked it up, but as it stands: I did.
But it’s about what I should do now, not what I should have done then, right?