I cleaned today. Cleaning always makes me feel grimy by the time I’m done. I do believe I shall have a shower. I work in the morning, which is good. Hopefully by then the headache will have gone.
I’m well on my way to having rent for October taken care of. This makes me happy. I wonder what it’s like to not live month-to-month? Someday I might know. Or maybe I won’t. Maybe it doesn’t matter that much when one is happy. Somewhere I read something that said if you do something you love, the rest of it doesn’t matter anymore, or it follows, or something.
I watched Finding Forrester tonight. Very good movie. I have observations about it, or rather about my perceptions and thoughts after watching it, but I don’t think I’ll get into them here. Nice instrumental version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow about half-way through the film, though.