It's been a year since I have had a cigarette. Celebrated by going to the gym, which I am loathing less and less. Strange evening on the home front. Meaningful dialogue about the state of groceries (none), trying to please someone who thinks no one should but inevitably does, discussion on souls and particle vs wave physics. Why can't every day be like this? Just to remind me what I want or should have or I used to have or something like that.
For Aftermath-letes, obscenesters, pomosexuals, recovering techoholics and those looking for myopic clarity. “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.” "Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about." Myself : I suffer from culture envy, delusions of complexity. "Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops." If gift shops were pop-up ads, shopping for meaning.
Friday, December 18, 2009
I want to feel something, even if it the last thing
It's been a year since I have had a cigarette. Celebrated by going to the gym, which I am loathing less and less. Strange evening on the home front. Meaningful dialogue about the state of groceries (none), trying to please someone who thinks no one should but inevitably does, discussion on souls and particle vs wave physics. Why can't every day be like this? Just to remind me what I want or should have or I used to have or something like that.
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