Decompressing

I often type in the position that I'm in. My weight is supported by my left elbow. I'm resting on my left hip. My knees are bent and my body is in this twisted position. I can't say that it's the most comfortable or easiest to type in, but I find myself like this all the same.

I just walked in the door and stripped off the wet clothing. Humberto came home from San Diego and we went out to Boy's Room. We met up with his friend, Rick. Guy met up shortly after we arrived. Justin was there with John. I was so hyper on the drive over there. I saw the crescent moon clinging so closely to the horizon so I used my phone to text in the prior entry of "Crescently Close."

I wrote a letter to Marthalee during a break at work.

Mario wants to hang out tomorrow night. I haven't seen him since last Summer it seems. There might have been a dinner during the Fall when Ken and I were still doing Wednesday night dinners. I think we might hang out with Sebastian in WeHo. We live 10 minutes from each other yet never spend any time doing anything. He might as well be a relative. Haha.

4am. I think it's time to sleep. Where will I be in 30 minutes?