progress and egress
2005-03-02 - 12:51 a.m.
I don't think I can stand to make any more progress in my life. I don't want it.
Time seems to be unhappy with me. Somehow I manage to lose whole weeks without any sense of having either achieved something good by virtue of hard work or relaxed thoroughly by virtue of the absence of hard work. Instead, the week is just gone. The week was there, and now it is not there; emptied into the ocean of the past. I WANT THAT WEEK BACK, DAMN IT!
The discomfort in my side is a more and more regular occurrence. I think I'm going to have to get used to it.
"Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load" - Neil Young