yesterday, matter of fact it pretty much sucked after I got home. About the only thing I did positive in the afternoon was memorize some painting contractors phone number off the side of his truck and call him when I got to the driveway. Wish I could find a good one.
Really enjoyed riding the scooter again, got up this morning hoping for another shot but it was already lightning and raining. Did enjoy the sunrise though, even in the protected confines of the beast.
I was just in a plain old bad mood when I got home, felt angry and confused. Hate it when I get that way but at least it happens less and less frequently.
It seems like my whole vision of the world and how it could be is some sort of fantasy. Where have all the good guys gone? When did morals and character become obsolete as an ideal? Guess the mood is continuing this morning.