Fractured Words

In my room with the curtains shut. It seems another summer day out there. I am beginning to long for rain. For a little bit of autumn. Septemer seems so far away.
A night of strange dreams last night; street lamps in woods, Japanese gangsters in parks. I woke up about 11 this morning. A day free after my interview at a call centre yesterday. Three hours of role plays, psychometric tests, competency based interviews and vebal assessents.
Writing on my old laptop as my new oldlatop seems to have it the dust. Keys don't pick up every stroke though so will have to go back over this entry to edit. Annoying.
Sound of a drill outside.
I wonder what they're doing.