I'm off to the Dentist today after finding that I have, what must probably a tooth infection. It happened the last time I had a crown placed also. I guess it's the body saying, "Woah, I'm not used to this". I actually don't think that's why I got the tooth-ache, the real reason I think I because I used this new type of fancy tooth pick, which I think I poked into my gum and damage it and this is the cause of the infection.
Anyway, I worked this weekend. Had work on my brain. I guess, for a single guy like me, I don't affect anyone being unavailable, working late and over weekends. That said, Ive only tended to do it recently because I the release. Normally I turn off at 5:30 unless something is bothering me, then I'm switched on until it clears.
I've been on ibuprofen since Thursday to ignore the pain but it's pretty painful so in hoping I get antibiotics to clear it but at the same time I don't like the dependance on antibiotics - what you going to do, right - pain, swelling is kinda severe.
I've got another run tonight which I'm looking to, running though Lobdon's night lights are truly awe-inspiring. I've got a varsity assignment to get through which I know I should do sooner rather than later, because the more you do the less things you have to do - Genius, right?
I'm sitting on the tube, listening to ZZ-Top live in Texas and wondering how life can really quickly pass you by if you don't pay attention to it. Not only pay attention to it but appreciate and experience it, feel it, be it, be apart of it. I read today that 'to journey is better than to arrive' - Courtesy of 'Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance'. Sometimes I fall asleep on the tube and then wake up and realise I've lost 30 minutes of time, more importantly time that I can use to do quality things like read my good book, think, feel and contemplate. Sounds real philosophic - I know that but sometimes it's good to be philiosophic, philosophy is the reflection of a man's life in the mirror of time.
We have 11 people on this tube that I can see, as I look left and right across the the wide space adjacent to me. sometimes I look at people and wonder what their names are based on how their faces look, or how they look generally. Other times I wonder what these people do when they get up and leave the carrige and get off. Where do they go, do they worry about the same things I do? Do they think the same things I do when I'm alone? Probably I guess.
Anyway, I worked this weekend. Had work on my brain. I guess, for a single guy like me, I don't affect anyone being unavailable, working late and over weekends. That said, Ive only tended to do it recently because I the release. Normally I turn off at 5:30 unless something is bothering me, then I'm switched on until it clears.
I've been on ibuprofen since Thursday to ignore the pain but it's pretty painful so in hoping I get antibiotics to clear it but at the same time I don't like the dependance on antibiotics - what you going to do, right - pain, swelling is kinda severe.
I've got another run tonight which I'm looking to, running though Lobdon's night lights are truly awe-inspiring. I've got a varsity assignment to get through which I know I should do sooner rather than later, because the more you do the less things you have to do - Genius, right?
I'm sitting on the tube, listening to ZZ-Top live in Texas and wondering how life can really quickly pass you by if you don't pay attention to it. Not only pay attention to it but appreciate and experience it, feel it, be it, be apart of it. I read today that 'to journey is better than to arrive' - Courtesy of 'Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance'. Sometimes I fall asleep on the tube and then wake up and realise I've lost 30 minutes of time, more importantly time that I can use to do quality things like read my good book, think, feel and contemplate. Sounds real philosophic - I know that but sometimes it's good to be philiosophic, philosophy is the reflection of a man's life in the mirror of time.
We have 11 people on this tube that I can see, as I look left and right across the the wide space adjacent to me. sometimes I look at people and wonder what their names are based on how their faces look, or how they look generally. Other times I wonder what these people do when they get up and leave the carrige and get off. Where do they go, do they worry about the same things I do? Do they think the same things I do when I'm alone? Probably I guess.