Intraspective, Yet Sober... Ish.

A little bit of the depression is kicking in this evening. I have no problem with remaining a tad sober tonight... don't need to be hung over for the skate to work tomorrow. Unfortunately, with the weather forecast not being too promising in the near future, I will have to sort out a solution to the car here pretty quickly. I've heard rain is coming as soon as Wednesday. Certainly not gonna skate in that... that might be a train, train and walk. Woo hoo!!

So yeah, there's that... there's my ever over-active mind racing a million miles a minute. I don't know what to do with it. I'll probably doing a lot more posting on the Scribblings and Tales for a few weeks as I'm gonna try and sort out my finances, which will keep me away from the Yardhouse and any other potential mind-bending themes.

I'm still sort of bending over and making stuff up in my head about Ash. That's more than likely all it is though... I'm just bending and twisting four ways from Thursday and I'm believing all the hype. The Tales have been such an illustration of the ways my mind can contort itself around a touchy subject, yet never hit the right spot. My mind can be so clever or thoughtful, but that's only what it looks like in my tent full of carnival mirrors. I don't know what it looks like to the outside world. It's a scary and often debilitating.

Ah well, now it's just taking care of the task at hand. Let's make it to work tomorrow. It should give me a chance to take some pictures around the pathways in Calgary. The 7am skate should prove to be a nice part of the morning. I figure it should take me that hour to get to work... so we'll see. I'll be posting about it first thing, I'm sure. Shame it won't be on the laptop... like I'm gonna carry it with me these upcoming days.