I was thinking last night before I went to bed about how much of an asshole I used to be. I used to say mean and hurtful things without realizing just how horrible a person I was being. Picking on other's flaws and insecurities in a way to mask my own insecurities. Ah the signs of adulthood. To recognize that you're a dick. Some are fortunate to realize this early in life and grow out of it sooner than others. Some never grow out of it, heck they even can become president in this country. While I am not proud of my past behavior, I would rather at least acknowledge it and learn to grow than to continue to be a dick. So if I ever was a dick to you in the past, I'm sorry. It was a childish way to deal with and handle my own doubts, fears, and issues. You didn't deserve it.
I was also thinking about my dreams before I fell asleep. How certain themes always replay themselves; the following come up more than normal: parking garages, fucked up elevators, concerts, office buildings with weird layouts, being in a loading area of some place, and department stores. These are the ones I thought of while falling asleep. I am sure there are other reoccuring ones if I pushed the thought, but damn it would be fun to study why these topics come up so often.
Had a productive day yesterday. Got through 3.5 of the 7 tasks I need to complete. Plus I nailed down delivery dates for three sets of training here in OH for June. Between now and end of June, I will take 5 trips. Fun stuff.
Side note - you ever notice the people who espouse the joys of working in open concept floor plans never actually have to work in one? Just saying.
Was onsite from about 7:30 until 4 something. Got fried chicken on the way back to the hotel. Stopped in a less than nice neighborhood for it. Why are so many of my clients in such horrible locations? Damn.
Ate my chicken, watched some tv, went to bed around 10:30. Rinse and repeat today kids.
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