I've gotten into reading missed connections on craigslist. I don't know what intrigues me about it... I think it's the idea that someone passed by someone during the day and thought twice about that person. It's sad how no one speaks on the metro. I've learned the art of looking forward without looking at anything. I, who used to talk to any living being who would speak to me, have now become reticent.
Lately, I feel a shell of my former self. I know I'm not the only one who has these feelings just like I know they usually pass within a week or two. Perhaps it's only hormonal imbalance, all I know is sometimes I just feel intense sadness. It's not loneliness, it's just an intense sadness. Sadness for a world that seems so uncaring, one where no one gives there seat up on the metro for a pregnant woman. Alas, maybe this is just part of living in a city...
I think I'm due for a thunderstorm. The kind that is just perfect for curling up on the couch under a blanket with a good book and a cup of tea. (<- three prepositional phrases)
Has anyone else noticed the outrageous gas prices? It was $3.39 near me and I saw $3.63. It makes me 1) appreciative that I live near the metro and 2) rarely have to drive.
I think it's reached the point where I actually think about the distance I have to drive and consider whether or not it's worth it. Luckily, the city has most things metro accessible... I even found a home depot near a metro station, albeit in a very sketchy area that I wouldn't go to again alone but the convenience is nice. If only there were a convenient Target...
I changed my cell phone again. I'll try to send out an e-mail soon with my new number. I still have my old one, so if you call it, I will get the call, just a few days later...
I'm SO looking forward to having tomorrow off. Between trying to settle in and changing work etc. it's been a hectic month. The house still looks a mess despite every intention of mine to clean up. Who knew one could amass so much stuff... I need to minimize so badly. If anyone needs a recommendation on tile cleaners, I can honestly say I must have tried at least 5 to get my bathroom floor clean and no it's still not clean.
It's the details that make the day. Like when a nice guy lets me off the train before him or the person that holds open the door. For some reaons, it's those tiny things that make me smile.