walk a lonely mile obscured by clouds and the brain-fuzz of the work-a-day lifestyle slowly destroying my impulses are slowing down. there were times when the future seemed so far away I felt I couldn’t cope these days it’s a little different the future’s merely an unknown quantity time slows down mired in the present i struggle to feel useful rather than convenient i feel time flowing through me »
a dull repetition sinks in on an otherwise pleasant if uneventful weekend technology will always get you in the end i think trying yet another print setting so the colours look “right” on some long-overdue photos that’ll be overdue some more until i can get them printed elsewhere. if there’s one thing i’ve learned lately it’s that my time is important even if i spend it doing nothing in particular »
a new day the good kind of blue time for a long walk but it’s hard to feel like leaving the north so i venture west and take in the sights of coburg and such with a detour to brunswick for breakfast in an old favourite place in an old crappy chair but the food’s great just like it used to be a coupla years back when i lived ’round here »
the music starts slow reptilian quiet animal noises underscore a descending bass line like you’re watching a day of re-creation it’s their turn now i feel obsolete already. my spirit aches now remembering the time of the week and thinking of what i’d rather do tomorrow. sit me on something that’s moving and take me away anywhere out of here we’ll start over just the two of us a quiet »
standing on the overpass i was thinking of when i was flying into other cities laptop in hand and a few cables some equipment waiting and a job to do the office seemed so far away and this was a wonderful thing i felt free but felt useful at the same time. »