Kinda beat tonight, heading into an incredibly busy weekend. I may have to make some unfortunate choices about what I'm really willing to do, given how tired I am. I'm experimenting with being unshaven, mainly because I'm sort of rushed this week, but in general I'm not in a place where I'm really interested in my appearance. I've been leaving my shoes untied, too, which is really martially unacceptable. I hope I don't get in a fight. Someone will step on my shoelaces and kick my ass.
Work has been a big cup of who-the-hell-cares lately. Not that I'm not doing good work, but things have been counter-productively chaotic lately, so it's been difficult to assess priorities, and organizational reshuffling has left some projects orphaned but still acknowledgedly necessary. In short, it's a perfect time to leave town for a while, so I'm looking forward to finding my warm clothes and being in Massachusetts.
Given that we're all whole and complete within ourselves, I'm not entirely clear why we continue to pair up and love each other. It seems worthwhile, but it doesn't make any sense. Mutual ego reinforcement? The attention? Knowing that no matter how small you are in the universe, there's at least one person who thinks you're important enough to know your schedule for the week just because they want to?
Feeling...unburdened, in a way.