In a weird mood. Not exactly restless, just -- maybe I'm anxious because I'm putting off several things I don't want to deal with. None are crucial or need to be dealt with tonight, hence the low level of it, but still simmering unfinished underneath.

Week of tenseness I thought I had left behind -- silly really. You can try to be as Zen as you want, still there will be things that happen that rattle you, things that remind you you're not in control. I don't even bother to think it's not fair anymore, it's just life. Does that mean I'm getting old or is there any wisdom to be found in being resigned to life's inevitabilities?

Anyway, tomorrow I'll pick up the reins again (and turn my phone back on, come what may) and do whatever needs to be done. And maybe for a change I can go a little beyond that to do a few things that I would like to get a jump on. It could happen.

BTW, need to look into the Look of Sartre. Curious as to how that whole self-objectification works and if there's any redeeming qualities to it.