Excuse me. I couldn’t think of any headline for this ramble so picking today was the easiest way out of that predicament.
Woke up early today after sleeping almost the whole night through. Still felt tired and not much in the mood for getting out of bed but eventually I made it up.
Not more than an hour later I was at the bus stop waiting to catch a bus to the next town to attend a meeting with a study group to learn more about ways to manage time, energy and activities for people with Autism Spectrum Disorder.
I arrived at a reasonable time this time because I almost didn’t go at all. However, once I arrived I started to feel better about the day. And the two hours went by fast. I like the fact that there are only four people in the group and that all are nice and friendly. It makes it all better and more interesting to take part in. Also, I like to meet other people with the same disorder. Just to know I’m not alone helps a lot. The funny thing is that I don’t find any of them strange, to me they all seem “normal”.
Anyway, no matter how interesting it was to be there, I was still very tired when I got on the bus back to my new hometown. Almost fell asleep several times along the way.
My brain is tired. The rest of me isn’t, but since the brain controls the rest of the body its hard to find the energy to do much.
I got home though, and had a nice walk in the sun through the park where the ducks along the canal greeted me with the usual “quack” sounding a bit like laughter.
At last, back in my humble apartment, I heated some food, had some drinks, and sat down to eat. Feeling exhausted.
Is this going to go on much longer? Well, I was wondering when you’d show up, figment of my imagination. You can always trust me to show up when you write boring pointless stuff like this. I know I can because you are a figment of my imagination. Are you sure? Why wouldn’t I be? Not the first time you show up. And not the last! Well, that depends on if I let you. What do you mean? I make my own destiny! You think so? What if I simply stop typing, where will you be then? I will be right
Well that’s the end of that. Back to the story of my day. Or perhaps not.
My Friday is rolling along at a slow pace. Pretty good but rather boring. Not much to add.