11 march 2019
Just got home from work. It was pretty good today -- my new partner is great at storytime and she wants to help doing everything. I spent most of the afternoon writing a new vim colorscheme, or rather rewriting it. I like it -- it's cool and easy on the eyes, with just enough color. Maybe even too much color.
Now I'm home, I got to play with the dogs. R texted me a conversation she overheard two yahoos making in the doctor's office about politics. Real good stuff. I need to make dinner and do dishes before going to work. First, I need to get off here.
I started reading CAIN by Jose Saramago tonight during tutoring. It's quite good so far. It's good satire on the whole notion of an Abrahamic god. Reminds me: I need to write my review of PEN15. Anyway, I don't have a lot of feels today, I guess?
OH here's one:
Feel
I sort of meditated on the bus today. I stared straight ahead and tried to look at the plug on the wall (I was sideways) and let thoughts and feelings wash over me. Not bother me. Wash.