hitting a wall. so i am sitting in the sun.

Hitting a wall. Busy morning. Went for a walk. Someone from a university nearby came to sort through my grandpa’s boxes for historical purposes. My friend fought with his girlfriend; knocked him off a good frame of mind. Water stopped working at the house. I had a shower before that. My friend didn’t. I sent him to my grandparents house. They got locked out of their email and wanted help. I was going to go but I’m waiting for the plumber instead. I was going to go outside and pick up sticks and clear the forest a bit because it’s a nice day to do that. Birds singing. Sun shining. But I remembered I had clothes in the laundry that could be folded and i didn’t want to do that but know it would be good to do. The garbage bin at our house is full. I told my mom who pays for it that it’s full but she doesn’t want to get it picked up until next week. She told me it’s about $200 per pick up. I don’t think the recycle/garbage set up here is optimal but it’s not my house, not my system.…