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July 31, 1997 3:22PM EST I feel good It's a fine day The way the sun hits off the runway A cloud shifts The plane lifts She moves on -- She Moves On, Paul Simon So we went out to dinner last night, Sabs and I and had a nice long talk. And I feel better. I woke up this morning and the vague uneasiness I'd been feeling had evaporated and when I rolled over to look at him, trying to wake up as the alarm went off every 10 minutes or so he just looked so sweet and everything just felt right and I didn't want anything to change. I didn't want him to get up and go to work. I wanted us to stay curled up like that in bed for a long long time and just BE. I was listening to that same song that I got the lyrics for yesterday from the Mike Oldfield fan site and realized that with the headphones I just bought a few weeks ago, that I can hear a lot better than before and now I think that those lyrics are totally different from what they sent me. And I have this strange feeling of self-satisfaction. The weather continues to be beautiful. The humidity is at a minimum, the sky is blue, the sun is out but the breeze is pleasant and cool and I feel like this is real summer weather. It's warm and nice so you WANT to be outside instead of running screaming from the waves of humidity. It's the kind of summer weather I remember from my childhood in Europe. I wish that D.C. summer weather could be like this all the time, instead of being nasty and swampy and yucky. We're thinking about buying a new Mac. The old one is a little bit eccentric and Sabs wants more speed. Personally I think getting one of the new multiple platform machines would be a good idea. I want to be able to run Windows and DOS and MacOS all on the same box, so I can do work work, personal stuff and learn how to program. Heck a Unix box would be kinda cool too, but I'm very excited about the multiple platform Macs. *siiiigh* I don't know if his employer's personal computer loan will cover that though .... As usual life is an up and down roller coaster and all you can really do is hang on while your tummy flipflops through the dips and enjoy the view while you're up on the rises. |