Work continues to be work, though slowly, but surely, I am climbing out from the hole that I've been festering inside for much of the past three or four months. I suppose I'm still busy, though I'm finding that I'm steadily giving myself more breathing room at the end of the day. It's a slow crawl, but I'll get there. I've managed to continue to do my typical, high quality work, though a part of me really wants to change my style and mimic that of another worker in the building, if for no other reason, than to see if Morie picks up on the change. I guess the changing of my writing style at work wouldn't be that difficult to do, though I don't want to completely abandon how I do things. I'm not going to dummy down my language and I'm not going to mimic all the bland and dry writing that many of my coworkers currently utilize. It's still going to be "me", but all the formatting will be similar to that of what everyone else uses. I guess I'm just sort of moving things around and my reports will have a somewhat different look to them, but the content will still have my signature, so to speak. As much as I'm willing to delve into this experiment, I just haven't yet decided exactly when I'll be doing this. I want to say "soon", but that could be any day after today. I don't know yet. I guess I'm not in a hurry to be like everyone else.
For some reason, this week has been especially hectic on those local area roads. I happened to see another dead animal in the road yesterday. There was no mistaking it then. What I saw, clearly lying on its left side, lifeless and definitely no longer with us, was a cat. White coat with black splotches. It's face was facing away from me. That's probably for the best. I didn't want to see that. I didn't. Maybe things are looking up, because I didn't see any dead animals in the road today. It didn't rain either, though I don't want to say that this was why no animals died on the road today. I just didn't see any throughout the course of my travels today and I'm okay with that.
It's supposed to rain tomorrow. Snow is supposed to fall in the local mountains. As of this writing, it is cold as hell outside. My hands are freezing, but the writing has to be done, so here I am. I'm powering through. I'm not going to let frozen fingers stop me from writing.
Life has proven to be quite mundane of late. I just don't have anything even remotely exciting to write about. I lead a pretty simple life as it is. I work. I come home. I eat a small dinner. I relax for a few hours. I go to bed really early. I wake early the next morning and repeat the entire process. This is hardly anything exciting, but this is my life, as routine and simple as it may be.
Boring. Mundane. Routine. Simple.
Yeah, that'd be me.
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