Everything In Between

The only bad thing about today is that it must end. All things considered, though, that’s awesome.

I woke up, finally, at around 3 PM. I’ve unfortunately given Sara whatever virus I’d had for the past week or so, so she called out sick. This turned out to be a very good thing. I don’t know how, but I woke up on the right side of the bed this morning. I was already happy, despite being woken up some hours before by construction noises outside our apartment building (which thankfully stopped not long before they started).

When we were both awake, I suggested that we explore the little diner on the corner of 181^st. We’d passed it up so many hundreds of times before for no real reason other than the fact it looked small and not that clean. But no matter. Today, we sat there for breakfast (yes, at 4 or 5 PM or so). I had French toast with sausage, and Sara had pancakes. It was…well, it’s hard to mess up French toast or pancakes or eggs, but the sausages were really good.

After that, our plan from the morning had been to walk through Fort Tryon park. Like I said, I don’t know how, but I must have woken up on the right side of the bed this morning. I can’t remember a time in the past when what I wanted to do was walk through a park. Today, however, that’s exactly what I wanted to do, so we stopped at home and I picked up my AppleScript book and Sara picked up one of hers, and our rollerblades, and we rollerbladed to Fort Tryon park. There we walked through Heather Garden to the Flagstaff overlooking the Hudson River and read for a while.

When I had had enough of the mosquitos feasting on me, we returned home. I felt like working (curiouser and curiouser) and actually managed to make incredible headway over the next five hours into a project for a client involving Movable Type, a system I’ve never before used and which is anything but intuitive (IMHO). In the mean time, Sara had gone out to dinner with a friend of hers.

Unwilling to let the day end, when Sara came back I ate dinner while watching Mean Girls with her, a surprisingly good movie. And that brings us to now.

Tomorrow I go back to work. I really don’t want to go. I want to spend my time learning AppleScript, unraveling and improving upon needlessly complex code for clients who will pay me, studying for additional computer certifications (I’m nearly through the entire Security+ prepatory courses), and enjoying Sara’s company.

At some point, I truly believe in my heart of hearts that this world’s foundation is just wrong. It certainly could be worse (and I am thankful that it’s not), but it just isn’t right yet. I have no suggestions or clearer picture of what a world that is right would be, but that’s just how I feel. It’s how I felt ever since I was a little boy. Those who’ve known me since then will understand.

So tomorrow I’ll go to work, but at every chance I get, at every moment I can, I will work to transform this world into what’s right for me. That’s my pledge to myself for as long as I should live here.