2/10/2024

Reckon the sunshine on Friday kept me from sliding into existential despair. Work was slow, not enough invoices to process, but I was able to look busy throughout the day. My mind wandered a little bit but I was able to rein it back in. Worried a little about my second week of school, but those weren't as strong as tha anxieties haunting me last week in the run-up to starting my first semester of online university. Trying to keep a positive outlook and getting through last week was not dumb luck.

Watched The Edge Of Tomorrow again, and it's a good film.

One other thing that may have bolstered my ego was a contribution to the daily writing prompt on Mastodon. I felt it was quite good.

#grope

She woke from another nightmare. The same nightmare. Semi plowing into her husband's car and taking him away forever.
Her phone buzzed in the dark and she groped for it. A text from 777 awaited her, "I never said good bye, and I won't, but I will say I love you."
Annoyed, she thumbed "Who is this?"
A photo came through of him with his arm around Elvis's shoulder. Both with wings and crooked haloes, throwing victory fingers. She shut the phone and wept. Why not Freddie Mercury?

In other writing news, I banged out five sections for the fortean website in about an hour. Go me.

Besides reviewing my next week of school, I have no idea what I'm going to do this weekend. Perhaps I'll go to Johnny's on Saturday. Maybe I'll go to the Atlantic County munch on Sunday. Back in 2020 Sarah invited me over for the Super Bowl, but that seems like a long shot to happen again.