Feb 29, 2024
I’m at home. It’s 10:12 pm. I had work today. It was fine. I only worked like 3 hours. Nate is back so it’s a lot more laid back. I was working mostly with George before. That was painful.
I went to the meditation place across the street today. It was my first time going. It was nice. I still can’t believe it’s right across the street. I’ll continue going. It’s nice to have something so close.
Last night was rough. My roommate Josh plays videos games for most of the night. He’s usually playing online with people, and so I can hear him talking. He’s in the room below me and the sound goes right through the floor. I started playing rain sounds on my phone a few nights ago. That really helped.
Last night he kept slamming the door to his room. It kept waking me up. Every time I was drifting off to sleep I’d suddenly wake up again. It was really bad. I started getting so angry. I started thinking that I’d search for other houses in the morning.
I finally fell asleep. I had these amazing dreams of resolving the issue in a really mature and successful way. I was talking to Josh in the dream and everything was good. I also had the idea that I could just text the group chat. The idea of actually saying something polite seemed possible. That had seemed so difficult when I was lying awake in bed. I don’t know why.
I was really grateful for those dreams. I woke up feeling really empowered and optimistic. I texted a message to the group chat on my way to work. He sent a really nice reply apologizing and saying that he’d try to be more quiet. I couldn’t believe it!
Similar situations had turned bad the last couple times. One was in the hostel when I asked the guy to turn down the brightness on his screen. The other time was with Carly in Melbourne.
On Tuesday I went to meet Anita for the volunteering work. I basically helped some people in wheelchairs play bingo. It was nice. The staff were very friendly. The place had a nice vibe. Anita said they had been looking for someone to play guitar. I told her that I played, and that I would love to play music for the patients. It was perfect! I’ve wanted to do something like that for years.
On Monday I’m meeting her at a different building. That’s where I’ll meet the staff who need the musician. I’m hoping that I can book one day a week off of work. I’ll play music at the centre, and then after wards I can go to one of the open-mics. There’s only a couple in Christchurch and one of them is close to where the patient carer centre is.
