woke up this morning with a swollen gum and my attitude hadn’t improved since last night either tired of hearing the same old crap broken records indeed time to get the fuck outta dodge for a day or two and try to remember just what it is that i like to do when i’m not thinking about work. »
back from a conference with a certificate (currently merely virtual) confirming that i know something or other but meanwhile a friend is in hospital tubes up his nose and in his mouth restraints so his hands can’t rip them from his hurting throat but at least he’s awake today alert and a bit alarmed i told him “you can’t go without buying one last round” it reminds me of dad »
too many ghosts appearing here and there this week from back and further back in time i want the past to be done with me too “sing me to sleep and then leave me alone” when i awake i can start all over maybe i can choose which mistakes to make a second time. »
Walking through the St Kilda Junction tunnel a few afternoons ago, three tracksuited-and-capped kids hold their cigarettes and stare at the multicoloured graffiti on the wall. “I can’t read a single letter!” “Well … I think that’s an A. That’s an F …” »
difficult to escape a particular feeling of doom this weekend a feeling that the last thing i should do right now is to make more plans. technology has won a single skirmish with me for now but it’s other kinds of battles i fear most. »