My biorhythms seem to be down today. Overall, the day has been kind of gloomy. Kind of blah.
I think the funk started this morning after I read this article. It’s a “sky is falling” piece about the potential “super volcano” that allegedly sits under Yellowstone National Park. The pool of magma that sets all those glorious geysers off. I don’t put much stock in stories like this, but I can’t quite shake the feeling of complete powerlessness that comes with natural disasters. The idea of a volcanic eruption capable of covering much of North America in hot, thick ash is crushingly depressing.
The day at work, itself, was typically uninteresting. I am hugely grateful (and probably blessed) to have a good paying, steady job. It’s just not the work I want to be doing.
And the gloomy mood wasn’t helped at all by the afternoon’s soundtrack—listening to the new Sun Kil Moon album my sister gave me as a Christmas present. The album is good, not a single dud in the whole bunch, but man is it some sad tuneage.
The bright spot of the day came on the ride home, I decided to stop and look for a new jacket. My brother showed off his new leather jacket at Thanksgiving and that put ideas in my head. I need something for the times when it’s too cold for a windbreaker-type but not cold enough for the monster winter parka. Tonight I treated myself to a (faux) leather jacket. Used some Christmas money.
It’s real nice. I might just sleep in it.
