"Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted."
John Lennon

I think about this during the weekend. Not that I feel I waste a lot of time, but when I am not being extremely productive, I am at least recovering from the week.

Weekend thoughts.

I like to wake up at the Edwards'. I like to wake up anywhere I do not have to say "Good morning." I hate to say good morning. It's like you don't know where you stand with a person, that between sleeping a few hours, you can't just start off a new conversation where you left it.

I watched Cat People which was more progressive than Dracula or Bride of Frankenstein. They mention divorce. They show a woman's shoulders and bare-back. There is a man-scream. I watched this movie instead of writing my paper which is due on Tuesday. I have an outline, and a thesis, and I owe Dr. Smith four more pages than that.
I don't know why I took another Gender class. It is more fun to write about Gender when you are in an ordinary English class. You sound smarter.
But now I read these articles, and I can't take it as seriously as I did when I was 19. I got more fired up about injustices when I was 19. But now it's a stretch. I will do my best.

AND. The weather was beautiful today. I wish I could put a lock on it, and have it be this way every day of the year. Snow on the mountains, slightly warm, but you know it will be cold at night. T-shirts and clean cars. Clean air.

I have become an OPTIMISTIC person.