All Day Long, I Think About...

That's a line from a song that I found on my computer. I'll let you Google it to see what it is they think about. It may be true for me, but that's not what I'm writing about today. My internet connection is spotty at best in my new place, so I thought I should take the opportunity to write now, since it seems to be connected.

I get to spend a lot of time by myself every day. Walking to work, walking home, in my room at home, working at UPS. I guess that might drive some people mad. It gives me plenty of time to think. Many times, you think of the right thing to say after the opportunity has passed. I get to experience the opposite sometimes. For instance--Tuesday night, I called off at UPS. I did so because I was just plain tired. Of course, my supervisor wasn't very happy. When I went in tonight, he asked me how I was doing, and that was it. No threats of write-ups or firing. No angry words. Nothing. After the shift, I was talking to him and he started to say something, but stopped himself. "I'm not gonna touch that," he said. I said, "No, go ahead." He said something about the stunt I pulled last night. I told him, after thinking about it all night, that I should not have called off, but should have trusted him to help me out and send me home early if possible. Instead of going in to work, and working with the supervisor to solve the problem, I took a black mark on my attendance. He nearly fell over. He said, "That's the first time I've heard that this year. If I had heard that more, my life would be a lot happier." He was referring to things outside of work that I know nothing of, nor do I want to. Anyway, this little anecdote is an example how thinking ahead can work out well. My father may have been right when he suggested that about 20 years ago.

I get to think a lot when I'm walking everywhere. Sometimes, it even comes out. Maybe I'll start singing, or talking out loud. I'm sure there are people all over this city (or in the area between my apartment and the mall) that think I should be committed. Or, they don't think anything at all. After all, I'm quite sure I'm not the only one who mumbles to himself on the street.

I must get some sleep. Tomorrow is gonna be extremely long, and I would like to have a bit of a nap beforehand.