Today is my last day at work. It is, of course, weird.
My finger seems to be mostly recovered, although I need to follow up on something from the X-ray. The mysterious pain in my chest is gone today.
Procrastination and preoccupation have me woefully behind on my music plans; many of the places I was hoping to play have already booked September. I will still make the trip, because I want to.
I have nothing much to say, it just seemed like a good time to take stock.
My finger seems to be mostly recovered, although I need to follow up on something from the X-ray. The mysterious pain in my chest is gone today.
Procrastination and preoccupation have me woefully behind on my music plans; many of the places I was hoping to play have already booked September. I will still make the trip, because I want to.
I have nothing much to say, it just seemed like a good time to take stock.