“Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my strength and redeemer.”
…or day. Actually I mean day because though it’s only 11.19 I have been here at Clark forever and am ready to crawl back on the shuttle, slink into the apartment, and curl up on the bed to sleep away my day. Which I find odd, because I went to bed at 11.00 last night; on the other hand it’s not odd because all I’ve eaten today was an English muffin at 7.30, and my body doesn’t have much extra energy stored away for if I don’t eat for a few hours. I think food would help, but here I am trapped at Clark where they sell only the most outrageously priced items – and of course I neglected to bring money with me in any case. Oh well.