Apathy In C Major

"It depends on the reader and the eyes they hear with."

I wrote this for some odd reason this morning, and when I re-read it I realized that as far as communicating with e-mail over the Internet it's true. We have to read the message on our computer monitors to "hear" what other people are writing as if they were talking instead.

Some nights it's colder even than what the temperature gauge spells out. Last night was one of those nights for me. I couldn't put on enough clothes to stay warm, so I went to bed fairly early to get warm all over. Even then, I wore my big down jacket too bed so my shoulders would stay warm. That makes it more tedious to toss and turn, as I seem to require for sleeping. I imagine this need be to shift things around in my GI tract, but all I know is that I don't sleep good if I'm confined in a space to sleep where I can't twist and turn all night long.

I've managed to go to Wally World at some time of the day for the last 6-7 days. It's the biggest retail outlet store in the county, and people come in there from all over to shop for Christmas. I don't know many of them, praise the Lord, but I like knowing they're out there somewhere hanging out in the woods and swamps. Back in a shady nook nobody can see from the road, and nobody knows they're there until they go to Wal-Mart.

I'm writing a bit today, but this ain't the place I'm doing it. I seem to be going through a big change in the way I present myself to the world, and the future seems very uncertain. Life ain't business as usual, and I don't have the slightest intention of forcing the issue. Maybe I'll feel more like writing tomorrow after I win the lottery tonight.