i couldn't tell when i started

my work assignments lately are such that i'm spiraling into a very bad funk. i normally pride myself in being able to 'escape' from work, leaving it in the non-discript building that is my employer between 3:30 and 4 when i usually go home. but lately, i've been carrying it home with me. i don't activly think about it, but it's there. like the ugly carpet you had in that rental house that smelled funny in college. you could ignore it, but when it boiled down to it...it was with you all the time. then again, in college funky carpet was nothing a little 'beer shampoo' couldn't take care of...i don't think that would help with work dissatisfaction.

running lately has been rekindling a lot of old memories. like a scrapbook of sorts, the sensations really bring me back to high school/college. the smell of the leaves and the angle of the sun while running through the woods on unseasonably warm afternoons. it has provided me a flood of memories, and thoughts back to what i would have done differently if i had known. we all have those...maybe we don't? hindsight is such a fickle beast...and it will eat you from within if you give it too much thought. and i fear i've been giving it too much thought lately...which could also explain my funk i guess.

well, that's a nice and positive way to start wednesday.

more happy new...hmmm. oh, pat should be in korea now (i think).