Thursday. Given the way these nights, evenings and mornings go I can't say I'm surprised. Lights out by ten to spend what seemed a very long night of not quite getting to sleep, thinking this is not good, not good at all for a clear headed day to follow. Awake with the alarm, clear headed, feeling good, no problem getting it together to get out the door and run into a bus heading for the morning restaurant. Felt good. Felt good walking home. Feel good now, feel like heading right out and taking pictures at the construction site. Hup! (Go figure.)
Later. A walk over to the construction site taking along a 14-24mm lens to see what it might look like taking some really wide angle shots. It's a nice lens, costs a fortune and I don't use it very much (I can't remember the last time I used it to take a photograph). And so some shots.
Back to the apartment to then think in terms of lunch, a walk that ended up at the morning restaurant, the sun really nice. T-shirt weather, best that I hadn't worn the long sleeved shirt, but such is life. I'm a little worried about the amount of business my café has been doing. Not many people seem to be there for lunch, quite a few more people eating at other cafés across the street. Similarly in the mornings, although I'm only there when it's really early and none of the other restaurants have opened yet.
Back to watch another whatever on the tablet, the day going slowly, the temperature getting up above eighty here along my portion of the lake (according to the local SFGATE weather site). The day a little slow, but not as tired, not as fuzzy as I've been in past days when I've felt I really haven't gotten a good night's rest. But what do I know? I'd say not much if I were reading all this myself.
Evening. Process some pictures, watch a movie on the tablet, nothing on television, to bed early I'd think. And so this day has gone.