Its been a weird week. First weeks usually are though, I guess.
My work week is Sunday through Thursday, so I’m trying to digest everything. My old employers are still having me consult via email, which I’m happy to do actually, as there is no curator there so the responsibly falls to the admin staff, and that is a lot to deal with. I was sent off in their local paper, which was a chuckle to read, however an improvement from the last one, (which isn’t saying much). Hey, at least this time they got my name right. I was interested to read I am from “Metro Ontario” though. What does that even mean?
I just kind of feel like I’m watching my life from the other side of the room or something.
I’m not really here, and I haven’t been able to handle silence since returning. I have music on until I turn off the lights, trying to distract myself from thinking of the weight these next few years. Works half of the time, you know.
Feeling this tune tonight. I hear The Stills are touring with Metric this fall…