We all just crowded around someone’s monitor and watched the procession around 10am-1pm. I flittered between doing my work and looking over my co-worker’s shoulder.

I like the speech and I was wowed by how many people showed up. Another co-worker was somewhere there amongst the craziness… infecting people with her cold. How lovely. But really, it must have been amazing to be there in that moment.

I have been feeling good. Tired, but good. However, some time in the evening today, I realized that I’ve let these paranoid antisocial feelings crawl back up again. I think it’s the winter days and the fact that I don’t see the sun during the weekdays except for the small walk to and from the train station every morning. Otherwise, I get off around 6pm-7pm and it’s dark.

I remember now how much the daily drudge of the subway commuting and losing most of my day sucks. Of course the grass is always greener. Ideally I would be able to feel productive while still getting out at a decent hour around 4pm and 5pm. I think people need days like that during the winter.

Not like that is going to happen any time soon, though.

Surprisingly the iPhone is keep my spirits up. I wasn’t one to get attached to a phone (maybe a camera, but never a phone in the past), but I feel that I would completely feel handicapped if I was ever to lose it.