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Still feels like Monday!

Got off to a late start. Not the sort of day I really wanted, but eh. Up too late all upset about stuff. In retrospect, I'm suspecting that part of it was crashing off the pain meds, since I felt very OK this morning when I woke up.

I'm also wondering about the quality of my sleep, because I seem to be getting better sleep when I go to bed half knocked-out.

I spent a few minutes poking at the mess on the car floor. It looks like I can probably get it up with some time with a spoon and some paper towels and water. The floor mat will have to be hosed off, and I'd ideally like the carpet steam-cleaned, but I hope there won't be too much residual ick. It's going to be sticky until cleaned, I can tell that much. Bleh.

Today I'm documenting. My head's still a little fuzzy, but I'm doing much better now that I'm in writer-space and talking about the paperwork.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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