Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Paul has gone "home" for the Holidays, and thus Christmas starts: in a few days, a long train ride, and Ontario at the end of the tracks. Ahh... --------------- I had an evening nap, fell asleep reading, and now feel a bit like being awake is pointless. Tomorrow I will feel better, right? It is pointless to persevere with today, when the more sleep, the more great the morning will be. I have a feeling I will not feel great in the morning. That is why I go upstairs now to eat a green apple, in contradiction of my baser instincts.