Daily Archives: January 8, 2002

Then there are the times at night, when I lay awake in bed, then I realize: I haven’t written anything. Then, of course, I’m here. Or if I’m not here, I’m taking that fine point black ball point pen with the gel ink, and writing in one of five journals.

Long day at work today. But I feel like I did a good job. Dealt with a difficult customer, but still managed to get the job done. Overall, a good day. But so tired now. Went to the American City Diner for dinner. Had a belgian waffle. I guess I’m eating breakfast the night before. I’m not going to get enough sleep. I believe that my sleep schedule is still disturbed from my trip home. I do still miss everyone, but I’m glad to be back.

Back home.