You’re ruining my children’s future.

its still disorganized and messy and i’m still in a state of being alone shock but i can feel myself enjoying it more and more. Bailey woke me up before 5 AM again this morning, although she didn’t venture very far outside. this time i stayed up and made myself breakfast, took a shower, washed dishes. i arrived at work quite early, before 7. which is good because i’ve pumped out fixes for 3 bugs so far – leaving me with two assigned bugs remaining, both samba, which i am looking forward to.

about 4:45 this morning, I awoke to Bailey muttering to herself (and to me, imagine). finally assuming she wanted to go outside, i opened the door. i saw her go to the right and come back in a little later. i shut the door but she wasn’t satisfied and this probably repeated several times. so, i put on a shirt so as not to freeze completely and decided to show her the way.

i have yet to move the TV, dresser, couch, and desk. they are too big for me to move by myself (especially since i can’t find the darn cart). almost everything else is moved, however, including Bailey. she did not like being moved and my arm and chest can prove it. ;P she’s very timid and shocked now but i’m hoping she’ll relax and recover as the apartment gets put together and she spends more time in it.

Politician: An eel in the fundamental mud upon which the superstructure of organized society is reared. When he wriggles he mistakes the agitation of his tail for the trembling of the edifice. As compared with the statesman, he suffers the disadvantage of being alive.

Feelings of lonliness and longing tear at me; desires bombard my senses; confusion swirls in my head. Then I read a sweet word; a beautiful memory floods my realm; I find that place in me – the place that gives me the power to stay my course.