the mind is a funny thing

Joe's away for a few days; he drove up to Banff for a conference. I'm sitting here in bed reading, and I just heard a car go by. Immediately my heart beats faster and I think "oh, maybe that's Joe"... the mind is a funny thing how it can know something in one sense, ie I know Joe won't be back until Saturday, but not know it in another sense -- and still think that the car outside might be him. Strange...

And speaking of trips, I'm off to Ottawa next week, back just in time for A's birthday. Then Hallowe'en, and on Hallowe'en night and the following day I'm hosting a friend who's coming to give a talk at the university. I'll be glad when October is over, it has just been far too hectic!