Tuesday, June 11, 2013 – 3:13PM
I’m not having a bad day or anything, I just want it to be over with. I want to be able to go home. And by go home I really mean
just go to the coffee shop and relax and maybe do some writing. Or play on the internet…I do that a lot, too. This just seems like one of those days that is crawling by and will never end. And the funny thing is I got a pretty good amount of sleep last night. I shouldn’t be tired. And I’m not really, I’m just in one of those moods where I want to go home. I don’t want to be “on” and I don’t want to be around people I have to be remotely cheery around.
I got the idea for a new story and I would also like to start work on that, at least the outline. I think it will be good but there will be some research I first need to know. I don’t know how long it will be, but it won’t bet past the first sentence if I don’t at least start it!
I had to run an errand for work this morning and stopped to get lunch while I was gone. It was actually around noon so it was time for lunch. I had been wanting breakfast food since I went to bed last night but didn’t get up early enough this morning to go before work. I stopped at this diner that I have only been to once before. It’s on a side of town that I don’t usually go to.
While I was there it wasn’t very busy but I was wishing I had my computer with me. It was probably only one step down from what I would consider a true diner. The reason I say one step down is because it is a chain, but it really felt like a diner. Diners kind of interest me.
I never think of anything really great when I think of a diner. I always think of something kind of dirty and kind of poor. Where the lower classes of society go. I know I’m wrong for a variety of reasons when I say that but it’s still what always comes to mind. I would like to do some writing in that diner because I think I could hit on something good. I know, I’m strange.
I’m going to go so I can get back to work and hopefully get this day over with. Only a few more hours to go. I can’t wait to go home.
And, I hope the tire on my car lasts to get me home and then back to work! It’s looking quite “ratchet.”