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» sick Diaryland was down when I tried to update last. I came down with something unpleasant over the weekend. Now it's Monday, 6:12pm, and I'm at work, even thought I still feel pretty lousy. Tonight is the big night. I have to be here because the big company I work for is launching the redesign of its News website tomorrow and I have to hand-hold the news editors as they tweak out their entries to fit our new design. I hope I can take the day off tomorrow. There's something weird about being sick when you live alone. It's even more strange now, with everyone in my neighborhood trying to conserve power by leaving their lights off. It's so dark at night now, and quiet. It's strange to be sick when you are alone in dark and silence. Not that I'm complaining. I mean, even when we are with someone we are still alone. Have you ever been awake, at night, when the person you love is asleep next to you? There were times when I never felt as lonely as that.
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