tales from an ordinary world

2002-10-12

Once inside the door, the frisbee-induced lethargy took hold - my eyes felt heavy and though I tried to sit up for a while, sleep took over.

An hour later, I forced myself up and out and walked a while, looking for dinner but never finding somewhere that seemed right for me - every little place I'd walk past looked "happily full" already as if I'd upset the balance by going in, so I continued on, wondering about the next place down the street.

For a minute or so there was a break in the cars while I passed some traffic lights, and in the silence I heard them all slowly ticking out of sync, like a house full of clocks, but bathed in yellow light.

Eventually I found myself back home, well-exercised but unfed.