this (past) morning

drinking orange juice, sleepy, listening to npr with m on the couch and geting ready to drive out to utica (or oooteekah, as ed, our trainer would call it...). tired, tired, tired. i am a bit lost in space and time. driving, though ironic as it sounds, has no real schedule nor set place where we are supposed to be at any given set time and place that i can ascertain at the moment, its a bit disorienting. i have to think real hard to realise that its tuesday morning right now and that i am at home. its a bit pleasant at times to not know where you are at this time, but in a headrushingly sort of rollercoaster sort of way, when you are at the top, on the verge of being pushed over and you have only the fact in your head that you are you and that nothing else matters before you go over that edge.
ah, coffee time, maybe i do want to remember, at least in a cursory off the wall, around the corner sort of way.
(this from two or three days ago, when i was so tired that i could not figure out how to publish it...)