Saturday.

I woke up yesterday thinking it would be any old saturday. I really dispise saturdays. Mostly becuase of th whole working thing, so i dragged myself around and moped until the last second. But there was sometething different about the day. It was peaceful and it scared me. My days are very hectic, even when i am at home by myself trying to relax. My brain likes to think even when i want it to stop. But saturday was different. It was calm, my head was silent and my thoughts left me alone. I had meaningful conversations without getting distracted and i actually enjoyed what i did for once. I caught up with an employee/friend. They have this weird way of...making my day with sarcasm. I don't really understand that but whatever. I found myself wondering what was making me so at peace because its unlike me to just leave things alone. After work we all met at serious coffee, and to be honest, i never actually look forward to going, its just nice to have a place to catch up with friends which i did a lot of. Usually i am very bad at multitasking and talking to everyone but i did. Peacefully. I think my favorite part of the night was when I went for a drive. At that point i didn't really care who i was with, i was concentrating on creating moments and keepsakes to look back on. Even if it was Mickey D's it was still satisfactory, i was very hungry. I hadn't eaten all day. I saw one of my friends from work, i remember thinking he was very shy. He's not when hes around his friends. It suprised me how much people change depending on who they hang out with. I laughed a lot that night. I guess by that point you could consider it morning. It was 2, reasonably late. We had an incident with the car that made me laugh for a good ten minuites. I remember going home and feeling entirely energized. Most of the time i'm very tired. I stayed up until four because my eyes wanted to keep looking. I'm sleepy today, but its a good sleepy. The satisfied type.