I'm Tired

Even though I didn't really do too much, it was an exhausting weekend. After the trauma with the ants (I am still on edge - keeping a close lookout) and then 5 glasses of champagne quickly followed by a headache yesterday, and then a creepy episode of Six Feet Under, I felt pretty strung out by the time I went to bed last night.

Surreal Serenade
This morning, there was a guy singing and playing the guitar in the Bart station. There was something odd about listening to an acoustic version of The Carpenters' "Close to You" as I slowling ascended the escalator up to the street.