Zona

I don't have satellite so some of the channels do come in so well all the time.

Today is a sick leave day. Sometimes I take one of the four days that I'm sick with a head cold off from work. So they get me for three of the days I'm sick. Not too bad a deal. What made today a little different is that I went against my body telling me to call in sick from home and went to work. About an hour and a half into it my mind signed a treaty with my body and shut down my ability to focus. In what I do, focus is a big deal.

I walked back out to the parking lot against a cold wind and under they gray clouds after having read, and commented on, Jay's post of the joys of summer and summer memories. The wind felt good though. It wrapped around me like a friend I didn't have to acknowledge. It felt as good at that moment as any warm breeze of my past.

My friend Matt will tell you that he is a recluse. If he didn't have to leave his house, he wouldn't. I'm a recluse who likes to be out of the house. I like to be alone and left alone and in some cases ignored. Ask anybody who knows me, or says they know me. Some people call that being a loner. I prefer recluse because it sounds cool while loner sounds like somebody who will someday be talked about on the evening news as the one who barricaded himself in a house while police surrounded it. Then one last shot was heard.

Nah, not me.

I'm a recluse because I'm not that interesting. I'm not that interested. I'm sure there are a lot of freudian explainations as to why and some of you may disagree but you're not around me that much. I have a short attention span. Maybe I have AADD. Maybe I just don't give a shit about a lot of things that a lot of people give a shit about. Who knows? Probably doesn't matter that much anyway. I am who i am.

Oh Jay. Now I know summer is here. I'm watching Sunday Morning on CBS. They're talking about the invention of the bikini.

Wanna know something?

I've always preferred a nice one piece swimsuit over the bikini.