Well the weirdest thing happened to me on leaving work today, I walked out into the sun and ran into Ivan. That wasn’t the strange thing, we began chatting and I actually felt happy. Go figure. I do recall feeling up before meds (I’m going to call it bm) but this was almost surreal, and I can’t really articulate what the difference was, I just felt “happy”. Now I’m sure the sun had an effect, and I’m sure going on holidays in a few days also helps, but that be grand if that was real life?
So kind of a depressing talk last night about buying a truck. We just don’t have the money, and therein is the source of the sadness. Certainly it is not debilitating but money talk always brings me down.
Also a bit sad when I stopped in at BP on the way home, Jordon made a comment about my folks. I didn’t have the heart to tell him about Larry. I really miss the old fart. As an FYI he was my stepfather, who passed away untimely in March. Still hard to believe he’s gone -tears-.