So, I’ve been trying to contact people the best I can to catch up, chat, or schedule time to meet up. I’ve been very lonely since I moved to Brockville, and I’m trying my best to combat such issues.

Work has been going well, and Mandy, my co-worker has been instrumental in me keeping my sanity. For much of the day, it is just the two of us in the office, and her ability to create and hold conversations has kept me from being in a slump at work.

As I learn new things, new tasks are still getting piled on my plate, but I am finally in a good place with my job. There isn’t too much work right now as the set-up on most things are “done” until the 28th of this month. So this is really just a breather before the next big emergency pops up.

Sometimes I forget that I am now twenty-eight. I bought myself a new winter jacket with a comic book pixel pattern on it in black and grey. It looks like something for a young teenager, but I bought it because I wanted it and it makes me feel “cool”.

Then, I’m walking to work, and feel like a fool. Like everyone is looking at me thinking “he needs to grow up and get a coat for an adult…” It is the strangest feeling.

My mind is all over the place right now, which is why I have slowed down on writing on here. Doesn’t help that I fell asleep by eight last night again. C’est la vie.

3 responses to “Connections”

  1. We all should do, make or buy things that make us “feel good” – especially when there is no harm to us or anyone else – good for you, David – put a little spring in your step!

  2. I’m glad you bought something you like – who cares what anyone else thinks! And, getting sleep when your body needs it is a good thing – do I sound like your mother? Oh yeah, I am.
    Love you!

  3. Honestly, who really cares what other people think. Dress the way you want to dress because no matter what you wear, someone is not going to like it. The one thing I have learned and been told time and time again, “Do what makes you feel good and don’t worry about anyone else”.

    Everyone is young at heart.

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