27 years ago, I remember standing in the living room of my apartment hearing NIN for the very first time. Head Like a Hole. I will never forget what happened that night. I'm not going to tell you because it was explicit in nature and is my business, but let's say I will never forget it. No, nothing major happened last night to thrust me back in time 27 years. I was just listening to NIN while waiting for C to get home from work and flashed back to that summer night. It boggles my mind that was almost 30 years ago. It feels like something that happened last year not 30. Ironically, my partner now is the same as my partner was then. Not sure what that says about me.
I decided yesterday a couple of things. First, just due to logistics, I won't be able to meet up with my friends in Nashville this trip. It just won't work out timing wise. Too much driving too late at night. If we would meet for lunch versus dinner, maybe. But Nashville is 3 hours from Knoxville, not the two I originally thought. So that's out. Second, I realized I have a ton of shit to do before we leave and am stressed about getting it done. Therefore I am also taking tomorrow off. Fuck it. I have to finish packing, clean this house, prep the cat stuff, mow the lawn. Too much. So as of 3pm today, I will be done. I need a break anyway.
Worked on documents yesterday, same today. Prep for my classes next week. Then I am done. C closes all week so I was alone last night. Didn't know what to do with myself. Hence sitting in the living room in the dark listening to NIN. Some things never change in 27 years.
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