The days are
slipping through too quickly. It took a long time to
get out of bed this morning, the bed was
soft and comfortable. Shortly after I made it out, I got back in.
My
mechanic called and we talked over the work on my
car, it is now to a point where he feels happy. He is an unusual mechanic, caring deeply about the condition of my car, shockingly
honest, I am lucky to finally have him. The total rolls in around $1,500, not bad since I expect to spend $2,000 a year on assorted upkeep. He details some of the things my
previous mechanic fucked up deep inside the car. I thank him his
diligent work. It will nice to drive again, a roadtrip to
Canada is likely now.
Lounging on the
green gold couch, I enjoy the taste of
pie for breakfast. In the
dreams I shed upon
waking, I had purchased cereal, so it was a bit disappointing to find the
cupboards empty. The sounds of a
train echos into the house, I grab the camera and a pair of shoes, walking down to sit on a
curb near the
tracks. There is a nice, large,
gritty rock that I amuse myself with until the
steel rolls into
view. Walking away afterwards, I notice the
barrel of the zoom lens appears loose, something rattles inside, and it irritates me.
A short bath, and then I am away
walking. First the bank to
shuffle money around, the tellers are always nice in a non-plastic way. There are so many people to watch on my way under leaves and sun
shadows, interesting, attractive, curious people. Near work, a car honks, and it is not until the
distance between is cut in half that I recognize who it is and wave back. Part of that is eyesight, the other is a routine problem comprehending things I see. A change of hairstyle which will not throw others off, can render someone a complete
stranger to me. Part of this may relate to my absence of
visual memory, I am not sure, it does not bother me very much anyways.
Eyes feel slightly tired today, work is very vacant quiet right now.