9:20am
The nones have it.
I took no medicine last night and I woke up a few times
and rolled a lot but I think I managed to return to sleep. Comparing
Nyquil and Xanax for sleep they both work and Xanax hasn’t left me
groggy like a half dosage of Nyquil and I wanna lay down twelve hours
later. That’s not cool.
A clear cool morning, very pleasant if I were
outside. Outside on the grass bumping
into guesthouse cleaners and security men meandering there’s only the road on
the other side of the gate and I don’t go out though I’m still hoping before I
leave I’ll walk to the Finest supermarket once for a few hard to find things. A walk there would be 30 minutes each way. Walking in Buraimi was very limited and
boring but for the social life, Rochester New York was the last time it was
good to walk anywhere at any time. My non
CW social time came then, Sunday afternoons walking across the highway and
finding a sports bar and watching whatever game was on, never anything
interesting enough for me to watch longer than my allowance allowed me, nevertheless,
old bars, a quiet place, a roudy place, to have a bottled beer or two. If you’re lucky to talk to people, it’s more
than what they got here. Kabul’s Hotels
primed for a foreign community remain empty,
it’s absurd.
Transport leaves in three hours, what can I do
productively until then. I tell ya what I
don’t like, I am standing in the front of the hall windows, screen opened to
have a smoke, ready to go twenty minutes before it’s time to leave. That is stressful always being ten to twenty
bloody minutes early. I would like to
relax those twenty extra minutes. Come
out of your room with only five minutes and pray you haven’t forgotten anything
because you won’t have time to return to look for it and then you’ve got a
minute to go and they’re opening the gates for transport to leave and….Twenty
minutes is still too early. I must take
this time and learn to simply calm down and and…do nothing?
Just be sincere.
And start looking at hotels in Dublin and Galway. Now there’s a time killer for ya, mate.
9:15pm—‘I don’t need to keep track
of everything if I don't need too, right?'
The tests are in the bag ready to be graded and another
test tomorrow and for sure a few who missed it will want to take it and that
will be that for the week.
With the boss back in town after a week in Dushambe we
rode back to the guesthouse after our classes had finished and I explained
everything I need to do to get a Belgian student visa. I’ll arrive in Leuven penniless but with
accommodation. That’s we got to look
forward to in America. America in
July.
I think I should buy a used car if I have to go to
nyc. nyc in july doesn’t appeal at
all. Neither does the capital. what to do.
turn in early and take a couple of Xanax.
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