6:22 p.m. - December 29, 2002
I must wash my hands and that calls for a clean-the-desk moment, beginning with the keyboard. Damn fingerprints everywhere and before that I'll light some candles and listen to music and answer the phone when it rings - for it will, it must - and be pleasant and welcoming and experience the vibration. Experience the vibration? What the hell does that mean? Eh. My brain is mushy and I long for people.
Remember this, Jason: Where you are now is not where you were today and everything is worth everything.