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I felt unsettled today. All day. That's the only word for it. Although I guess nervous would apply to much of it.
For most of the day, I couldn't explain why. I had a little thing with Cyn, but other than that, nothing really happened to bug me. Later on things got worse, but that was probably because of my mood.
I think the actual bad things started with hearing, just before I left work, that John Entwistle had died.
By the time I got home I had to concentrate on my breathing. I went over to Bill and Linda's to visit Will and see the baby. I only had a little time with Will because they were out, earllier, and then it was his bedtime. He enjoyed the bulldozer I gave him. It was pretty cool, but too noisy to be an indoor toy. After that, I sat with Bill and linda for a while. They're both very tired, having a three-day-old, and the TV was on, so not only did that make for even less conversation, but it was really dull by itself. So that was a little uncomfortable. I got to hear the latest on his ex. I stayed a good hour later than I intended.
When I go thome, there was a message from my friend Phil. He sounded pretty down, and he said he had a bit of news. I took this to be bad news. It was half an hour before I got hold of him, so I spent a while fretting about that, and listening to The Who. I was fairly upset at that point. Phil's news was that he/they are moving to Minneapolis. It sounds good for them, but disappointing for me. At least it wasn't bad news.
I wanted to say more about John dying, but I have to go to bed now, because Cyn and I are driving to Minneapolis to see Ms Fledremaus and Serendipity (and The Serendipity Kid) tomorrow - actually, in about nine hours.
For most of the day, I couldn't explain why. I had a little thing with Cyn, but other than that, nothing really happened to bug me. Later on things got worse, but that was probably because of my mood.
I think the actual bad things started with hearing, just before I left work, that John Entwistle had died.
By the time I got home I had to concentrate on my breathing. I went over to Bill and Linda's to visit Will and see the baby. I only had a little time with Will because they were out, earllier, and then it was his bedtime. He enjoyed the bulldozer I gave him. It was pretty cool, but too noisy to be an indoor toy. After that, I sat with Bill and linda for a while. They're both very tired, having a three-day-old, and the TV was on, so not only did that make for even less conversation, but it was really dull by itself. So that was a little uncomfortable. I got to hear the latest on his ex. I stayed a good hour later than I intended.
When I go thome, there was a message from my friend Phil. He sounded pretty down, and he said he had a bit of news. I took this to be bad news. It was half an hour before I got hold of him, so I spent a while fretting about that, and listening to The Who. I was fairly upset at that point. Phil's news was that he/they are moving to Minneapolis. It sounds good for them, but disappointing for me. At least it wasn't bad news.
I wanted to say more about John dying, but I have to go to bed now, because Cyn and I are driving to Minneapolis to see Ms Fledremaus and Serendipity (and The Serendipity Kid) tomorrow - actually, in about nine hours.
