11/7/07
Therapy on Tuesday was good. I learned a relaxation technique that left an impression upon me. While coming home from training the skill of strength I had to use it because I suddenly felt like I was going to cry. I have no idea why and Jay thinks it's because the exercise techniques probably dredged something up.

I spoke with Brian on Tuesday for the first time in a long time. This is a good thing.

Right now I'm just feeling tired and really not into updating so I'm just going to leave the entry as it is.

You take care of yourself.

When Jaybird and I returned to the Birdhouse we were standing in the driveway while he had a smoke. A police SUV drove past us then turned around and drove past us again only to park at the lavender Victorian house catty-corner to the Birdhouse. Then the CSPD's worker parked across from the Birdhouse and we went inside.

The behavior was really strange. I don't like the police and I don't care if they're in or out of uniform. Yet this troubled me. Police aren't out there to protect citizens. Police aren't altruistic. There is nothing noble about the police. They're just the city's gun hand and nothing more who seek to issue summonses and generate revenue rather than actually mete out justice.

maribou mentioned that there was a shooting over on Wahsatch about a week or more ago but that's old news compared with the recent shooting over on Murray.

This is going nowhere.