Published by Sean on 23 Jan 2002 at 01:54 am
Calling all Freudians…calling all Freudians…
Today felt as though it were a dream - as a matter of fact it still does. I woke up feeling an incredible sense of doom. It was 7:00am and The darkness of the world seemd heavier than usual. I almost felt as though I were having a panic attack. I checked my clocks about a million times, because I almost felt as though I had woken up late. It was that type of adrenaline rush that I was feeling.
Of course, it could have been that I only had about three hours of sleep and I really wasn’t awake at the time, but I was sure I was still amidst a dream.
As I drove to work, the cars surrounding me almost looked like ghosts that were trying to attack me. I paid no attention, but the sense of dread was still there. I simply knew that when I got to work, something horrible would be wrong.
I got to work. Absolutely nothing was wrong. I don’t think, because although it was only a few hours ago, I barely remember anything about it. I know I was there, and I know I worked hard. Its seems so much like a blur. Much like my old party days when I’d go out with five different drugs in my system (ok, so I’m including aspirin, nicotine, caffein, ephedrine, alcohol and pot. Nothing to major, but trust me there was a buzz…and a deffinate fuzzyness to the evening.)
I got home and filled my bath tub with water and essential oils, burnt some incense, lit some candles and slipped in. Even that created anxiety. I couldn’t relax because I knew My roomate could be home any second and for some reason I felt too shy to be having a bath with him around. So, I gave up on that.
I tried comfort food. linguini and pesto sauce, cucumbers and salt, and cinnamon toast for dessert. Ok, so that worked. So did relaxing and reading my friend’s journals.
*waves to everyone*
This is definately the strangest normal day I’ve ever had!
On a lighter note, the mormons and I while working decided to start a busking group that does improv. Who knows if we’ll ever do it, but it sounds like fun, and I would do it in a second! We even practiced all day to the delight of some - well most - of our customers.
Queer as Folk was a blast to watch last night. It was Jason, Harvey, and two of Harvey’s work mates that watched it with me at the bar. The whole bar yelled at Brian when he was mean, and cheered for what’s her face when she asked Melanie to marry her in front of her homophobic family. We jumped for joy when Justin made is appearance. Good times.
Well, pretty simple couple of days, but definately not void of any value. If it wasn’t such a blurry, dreamlike day, I’m sure it would have been a blast. I think I was even productive.
Leo




