Free Write

Today is Sunday, October 12, 2008. According to my blog schedule, which is preliminary, Sundays are a free-write day. Let’s see where it goes, shall we?

The room I’m in is cold. They always are. I’m in a hotel in Oman, and I have to drive down into the desert tomorrow. It’s 5:AM, and I haven’t slept all night. I slept from about 3 yesterday afternoon until after 8, so I feel pretty rested. Anyway, it’s cold in here. I need to put my shoes on because my socks aren’t keeping my feet warm. There are also never any comfortable chairs in this particular hotel, so I’m sitting on a hard little table and my butt is killing me. Anyway, it’s always cold in my room because I always crank the cooler up. I like it cold, but acclimating to the Middle Eastern heat has made me more sensitive to it. My wife loves that. She’s always freezing, so the heat might be on in the middle of summer. I’m also starting to get hungry. Luckily it’s almost breakfast time. I’ll go get something soon. Back to the cold thing. I have written several poems to my wife about how it’s always cold without her. I think the reason is because I actively try to make myself uncomfortable when I’m not with her. It would explain why I’m always shivering but almost never turn up the heat.

Well, that’s all I care to say for now. Maybe I’ll do two posts for today. I’m writing in Word, then going to port everything to my blog when I get to my office tomorrow. Of course, the rumor is that I’ll be going down to a camp in the southern part of the country where there is no internet access, so maybe I’ll just have to post all of this stuff much later. I’m going to try to stick to the schedule so I can do my daily writing, though.

Talk to everyone later.