Yesterday

Yesterday was Friday. In the evening was the high school graduation, which in itself is uninteresting and unimportant to me, as I barely even kinda-sorta-maybe know any of the graduates. However. It gave me an opportunity to play my steel pans again. That was grand. It's amazing how quickly I remember where all the notes are. Hurrah! I very much look forward to playing more this summer.

In addition, I got to see a friend who I didn't expect to see this summer. Her little brother was graduating, so I said hi and got a hug, and that was an extra blessing. I guess that conclusion to all this was that yesterday wasn't bad. It wasn't bad at all, despite less than wonderful beginnings and middles.

And now my older sister is on her way to Europe for the next two months, and I must, once more, attempt to live without her around to help keep me sane. We shall see how well I manage.

regularity

Well, I'm starting to get into a bit of a pattern. My body is beginning to adjust to the regular work hours. Of course, I'm still having a bit of trouble getting to bed earlier... But I'm less tired after work.

I also find that I'm not having much time to just sit down and think; I'm not sure if this is because of deep physical exhaustion affecting my brain, or if it's partly unconsciously intentional. It could be at least a little of me not wanting to think. Not really, thoroughly or helpfully. I'd rather just keep going through the days, without extreme analysis. I feel like if I try to evaluate what I'm doing, I'll get discouraged, because in the big picture I'm not doing anything. And my inter-personal interactions with people who aren't members of my immediate family are minimal still, much to my chagrin.

I also haven't been writing. Anything. Nor reading much. Sigh. Tomorrow I get to begin to become re-acquainted with my pans. I am pleased about this. And June's not over yet, so things can still change.

smiles despite the fog

The explosions have lessened. Thursday improved everything. My insides are still twitching with radioactivity, but it's better contained. And surrounded by stable things.

Yesterday my sister and I stayed up late talking in my room. My blue lights are up, and we sprawled on my bed listening to cool jazz. And she said my room was at peace, which was very good to hear.

I'm playing bass at church tomorrow, too, which I always enjoy doing.

So things are better. Now to just pray that they continue this positive trend.