Rain Or Shine
Thursday. Miserable drive to San Mateo, miserable drive back. It isn't the time it takes so much as the pace. Stop and go. I know people at my office, more than half the people at my office, do this every day. They don't drive to San Mateo, but we have equal opportunity traffic around here, you can get it anywhere, as much as you like. But enough of commutes. I don't have to go to San Mateo tomorrow, I have to manage the two miles to work.
I've had an awareness this week of how up and down my world seems to me. Episodes at work where I think I'm not going to last the week let alone the year (or career) at the company (or, more disturbing, at any company). Really feeling down and then a few hours later I'll put it together and the world will be right. The idea of doing the next routine task is as depressing as any I've had and then it turns around and I think, well, what the fuck? Burn out? I guess. But it's interesting to see. The days are getting better, though. People have commented I'm starting to look like a human being.
Pop another pill, my son, there's sunlight just a few milligrams away.
Shouldn't that be "shoot your way to freedom, my son". A little something from Mr. Burroughs?
Friday. Halloween. A light rain this morning, sun and rain all day. You couldn't tell it was Halloween at the office, other than the fact a few people mentioned they were leaving early so they could take their kids out trick or treating before it got too dark. I counted five people in the building in costume. There was a time when you'd find that many standing in line at the Coke machine. Still, I shot their photographs. People sought me out and I obliged. One shoots pictures, after all, rain or shine.
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