Woven Hand

This day has been strange. Felt awful, ate som breakfast/lunch, took a walk in woods with the family. It will be gone soon. That felt strange too. Now I feel pretty ok. Our jehovas-relatives are here. Feels nice that I actually manage to wear better looking suits and ties than them, and they have to wear them every weekend. You'd think that they would pick up a bit or two. At least enough not to look like a total freak on a wedding (ie wearing red. Or wearing black shirt and white tie. Or wearing white.). On the other hand, if there's some thought brought into dressing like that at a wedding, I'm all for it. I just doubt that they think in that way and that it has more to do with ignorance.

I like dressing nice now. Wearing expensive deoderant. Shaving often. Thinking about stuff like that. It makes me feel good about myself, you know?

God, I am bored and stressed out at the same time. I have an attention span of maybe 10 minutes.

And the computer makes those funny noises electronical devices do when a mobile phone is being active near by. So I am thinking "someone is calling to save me from this boredom." But nooo. Nothing. Just noises. Boooored.

Just took a walk up to the church and back. Felt nice. Cold, dark and a lot of moisture in the air. It didn't rain, it was just very cold and humid. Cleared my head a bit. And fogged up my glasses.

"He delights not in the strength of horses
He takes no pleasure in the cleverness of men"