Loops

I woke up at 4 am this morning, thinking I had papers to deliver.

Of course, I didn't. But I woke up anyways. Today is my first day at the diner, I go in at 2 PM.

I made a decision not to waste my morning. I fed Warden and put his leash on. We would walk and listen to music and watch the sun come up.

I have an old Sony Walkman my Mom gave to me in prison, and one cassette. It is Bruckner's 9th symphony performed by the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, conducted by Georg Solti.

Bruckner, I like to think he is a kindred spirit. People thought he was simple, and maybe he was, but he wrote some crazy music. Warden and I circled my block, and listened to the whole symphony. If I counted correctly, we did 38 laps. That second movement makes me think of the Schwarzwald.

I'm anxious about the new job. Kind of excited, kind of scared. I have a heightened paranoia about people accepting me in new situations, but at least some people at the diner know me already. I have a joke prepared for "breaking the ice":

Q.) Why did the pirate say he had a steering wheel in his pants?

A.) Arrr. It's drivin' me nuts!

I like that joke. I still feel like my vision quest was very successful, but I'm having a hard time transferring that feeling and sense of accomplishment to my everyday life. I suppose I need to get settled back into a routine and get past some of this stress.

Wish me luck! You'll hear the full report tomorrow!