Surreal

Its so surreal. Its as if I have all the time that I want, and I can't figure out what I want to do with all this time. Basically, if I want to read a book, I can't help logging in to do something else. I've too much time on my hands. Its been a flurry of celebrations, and pure happiness. I can play without a care - as to work. But when I play something, I know I'm missing out on something else.

Anyway, I'm not at home most of the time. Either to a friend's house or somewhere else. Anyway, I'm looking forward to church on Sunday. I always do. I'm happy, not thoughtful or anything else. Therefore, I don't have much to post.

If Darren reads this blog, I want to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to him. And whoever else is having their birthday soon.