Shell

Well, I spent almost the entire day today in the apartment. I can blame that on the boxes that I have to unpack. I think I’m ready for work tomorrow, but I’m not entirely sure. Five consecutive days of work sounds like a bit much.

Welcome to 2005, all.

To be honest, I never thought much about the future. I never tried to predict where I would be in 20 years. I’m a horrible fortune teller, and I’ve always been a day to day sort of person.

One not so much driven by dreams, but by the near-sighted everyday needs. Blinded.