So I'm overworked... I work something like 14 hours a day, come home run around like mad to work on the new house and crash for some 4-5 hours before doing it again. Weekends I mentor some high school kids and work on cars. There's also an evening partying once in a while, people having kids, people going away, getting married, etc. And I'll go back into work early on Monday sore and broken.
But it's times like this I truly feel alive and when the insanity stops and I have a day to myself I feel like the world has just stopped. The sheer volume of silence, white silence. Eternity... until a cat comes by and whispers a beg for food.
But it's times like this I truly feel alive and when the insanity stops and I have a day to myself I feel like the world has just stopped. The sheer volume of silence, white silence. Eternity... until a cat comes by and whispers a beg for food.