So I’m sitting at some café as I need to kill a little bit of time before I go somewhere else. It has been a busy morning and sometimes a busy morning is a good morning. Sometimes it is a bad morning, but it has been a good one this morning. And some of the afternoon too.
There was someone who almost reversed right into the front of my car, but other than that, it has been a good period of time where things have happened.
There has been a great dispelling and even though I have not had what I feel is enough sleep, I have been feeling… well, good I guess. It has been a good time where things have been happening and I feel energised. I’m going to feel really tired by the end of the day, but for now I’m powering on and things just feel good.
Well, there still is stress. There is a lot of stress, but now I can be focused and I can handle the pressure. I can handle what is going on and in that being able to handle what is going on I can keep on going on and get the things that I need to get done out of the way as they happen. That is what I want to happen too, so what I want to happen is happening.
Maybe I should stop talking in such a vague manner.
We had a situation with a housemate that was rather inducing of stress and it is now over. We’re relieved that it’s over, but we also didn’t feel good about having to force said housemate to move out due to various reasons that I won’t go into. However, now that that is over we’re also hunting for a new place.
The other housemate who is still with us is moving out with their partner and there is no ill will there. The two of us that remain are trying to work out if we rent out the other room(s) and start a new lease, or if we find our own place, hence the going to check out places. The pressures have shifted, but these ones are much more manageable due to being able to focus on doing what we need to do.
I don’t know why I felt the need to write that. Maybe it’s due to the issues being something we’ve had to deal with for a while now. Maybe it’s due to other reasons.
Maybe I just want to ramble on about things in a way that seems more focused than what you’d normally get here.
Whatever the reason, it has now been said and in saying that it is time to move toward the other things. I do not enjoy the hunting for a place to live, but I do enjoy being at a café. I forgot to bring a book, however, and so the experience is completely ruined until the end of time.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:45:95
This came really easy and I’m happy about that. Whilst it doesn’t flow as well as I’d like, it’s focused.
Written at Más Tinto.