“What an exciting, wonderful experience.”
The days are coming to a head. I have had yet another epiphany: most of my time should be spent away from institutions.
“Awash with silver shivers.”
I think there comes a point when you just have to cry about it. Like a fool under a neon bar-lamp, wearing an old coat, caved in, sipping on penny-beer and starring into the abyss of mindless chatter.
“And then, and then, and then, and then…”
Some people call you back, some people write you back, some people write and call back. That is what is going on here. That is what is at stake.
“That’s nice.”
This is how I feel about economic down-turns, tax-breaks for the wealthy, health care, university tuition, drunks, war, anything news-related, unemployment running out for the unemployed. Major sad face.
“Too much sun, or not enough fun?”
The evenings are free now, with no restraints, and little worry. I still think about the twitch in my side from having experienced a shortfall of educated bread, but that’s what we have the internet for…….
Sometimes you just have to kick something that’s in your way. Don’t think about it too hard, just kick it.
