endless summer

time.

so much of it.

too much. lost my way, i have.

going to meditation would be good, but i'm sure i'll find a reason not to. for instance, i could kid myself into thinking about doing homework.

there's a laugh.

well, atleast i've been cooking and cleaning. and doing a little writing for myself.

now i'm going to nap. hey, gotta be some benefit to being broke and unemployed

sleep

have you ever done that thing where you wake and you think it's dawn but it's evening?

or have you ever had the kind of nap that is so disorienting that when you wake, not only don't you know when it is, but where you are; what state even?

i read a novel once, the title too pretentious to put here, where the main character remembers a nap. the best in his life.

we've all known that. if we haven't, then so much more to look forward to.

slow day

i know i haven't been posting the way i have been.

can't keep it up forever.

but i guess it's going ok. met with the lawyer today, discussed my grievance. doesn't sound good, but doing it anyway.

he seems cool. thorough. like him. trust him. seems upfront, active.

need to be more like that. have been, lately..

other than than, not much. have a date saturday. looking forward to it.

well, time to sack out.

perhaps more tomorrow.

rostrum

the surprise is genuine.

But i'm sure to bury it in banality. yet those last few posts.

i'd never believe i wrote them. juniper. who would have thought.

so, yes, i'm awake at five. been up for hours.

since about 3 3:30.

well, sleep's been odd.

have the air con on and everything.

surprised. went out into the night.

know this because i have a pack of kents.

and some bar served me. some bar didn't.

such is the life.

such a life. so much promise, so many promises broken.

posting away like i'm unemployed

so, had a nightmare.

daymare, really.

woke with a start. sleeps been screwed up lately. have had alarm issues.

was fired in part for this.

so. feeling like i've had too much sleep. feel almost rested.

so i know something's wrong.

get up, look at the clock. damn. missed the train, again.

then i remembered. it's the weekend.

gosh, loosing this job is screwing me up.