Unreality

The last of our clients left early Friday morning but 'the powers-that-be' want staff on the premises around the clock until we find out at Monday's meeting exactly what the future holds. For a big place that is usually so busy and bustling with life it seems surreal coming in here and rattling around mostly on my own. No one to look after. Each night there will be a counsellor doing an overnight sleep-over shift so I'm not completely alone but still.....

The guy I'm on with tonight doesn't sleep much and stayed up talking for hours. Plus we watched an old movie - Simon Birch. Picture a couple of middle aged old farts watching a sentimental tear jerker and getting all weepy. Ah well. It did give us something to do for a couple of hours. Saturday night will be concert night I think - probably Crossroads Festival 2007.