I don't agree with time.

It is silly that I can't customize this to say that this is still Thursday. This still feels like the same day to me even if that pesky hour hand has made a full rotation of the face... well maybe I deem my days to begin and end at 2am. That is usually when I find myself crawling into bed when my eyes won't stay open anymore and that is when I find myself finishing up chats with people. Still this is a decrease since a few years ago of the 4am/5am conversations... sadly a great many of these interesting evenings reside only in my memories as the other participants have been drunk a good deal of the time. I don't even have an issue with people drinking, just don't tell me that you never see me at parties or that I leave so early, when it is me picking you up off the floor and getting you into my car with a bucket to get you home. I guess people don't really question how they get home, they're just amazed that they did.

In any case tonight was a great discussion with a bunch of people who were not under the influences of substances and I was really glad to catch up with them. There were several items of interest and the fact that I can't simply say we talked about this and this and that is a sign of nice diversity in topics. Or maybe I'm too tired to make concise comments... oh alright... backpacking, religion, elementary school/highschool politics/experiences, books and the driving ability of several people out on the road tonight.

One last thing, the moon looks amazing!

I think I might be addicted to libraries

I can't walk into a library without leaving with at least a book or two.

Two examples:
1: Yesterday I was returning some books and walked out with a bag just as full as I'd walked in with.

2: Today I was returning two that I finished last night... and I brought six more out of the building.

There is something about having all the books in one place that makes me think I might have the chance of reading them all if I just get faster. I did subsequently finish one on my way home. But I can't really claim that it was thanks to some huge reading speed that I might have. It was shortish, thick, sparing on words and images but was still a little fun to read. The title caught my eye as I was checking out. "If we ever break up this is my book". It inspired me to try out some amusing ideas... some that I don't think the intent was really there to begin with but will none the less hopefully give me a smile in the future.

Heading home on this beautiful day.

Sarah might have said something profoundly interesting this morning when she came in to wake me but I have no memory of anything before being suddenly aware that I was playing Sudoku. I find that in the morning, as I have no inclination to drink coffee, that a number puzzle wakes me up faster. I sat thinking and letting my brain catch up with the time when I heard the rest of the house singing their morning prayers. It was wonderful and comforting. If I were in anyway a believer this house would be perfect for me to spend a year here as a volunteer. As it is, I feel very welcome whenever I make a visit and am very sad when I've left them.

I packed my bag and loaded my car feeling like I was sneaking out. Thankfully the rest of the house joined me shortly in the kitchen. We shared breakfast and a lot of laughs. I said my goodbyes and headed out on my 6 hour drive home. The only things of interest was my lunch on the side of the road where I ate my sandwich looking at some cows who were over at their fence looking at me. One had its hair up in a sort of mohawk and I was pleased to have them as my company.