The time spent at school was filled with a nervousness and stress about projects and presentations, but in the end it seemed to come together acceptably.
At lunch I ventured to my workplace. On the way I met some tourists and chatted about random things and places. It was nice to meet kind people, especially when I know I probably wont ever see them again.
The workplace was quiet and quaint. I miss being there on Friday. We talked about lots of things and I gave her my print screening tools to test out. I hope they work for her.
I was tired all through my main class. I didn't want to be. I normally love being there, but today I had had a coffee and it was so good at the start and then my energy just dropped. I suppose it was also to do with all the worry I had inside me, knowing mum would be under some anesthetic for a while. There is always that fear that she wouldn't wake. I was worried all day... but she's fine and just needs some rest.
I left class a bit disappointed. I wanted to have enjoyed it more... But there are more lessons. So I will just accept today as what it was. It's good to feel sad every so often.
As I was walking home all I could hear was the sounds of race cars - I can still hear them now - I hate how their noise rips through peaceful air. I would much rather hear the sound of wind being carefully conducted by leaves.
I think I will draw tonight.
I like the way grass feels.
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